Tuesday, May 6, 2014

FIELD OF SOME DREAMS

Even the now-
lush 
and widespread wind-ticklish 

tufts of true spring 
green grass 
and daffy gold dandelions—

cannot un-depress! 
the old oak trees—off
on the outfield 

perimeter—still sagging
bald and completely
unimpressed

with such 
late-inning springtime heroics 

as that fallow slack 
grandstand—of distracted-
looking telephone poles.



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