Pearl Avenue runs past the high-s
Bends with the trolley tracks, and
Before it has a chance to go two b
At Colonel McComsky Plaza. Bert
Is on the corner facing west, and

Our last connection with the mythi
My mother remembers the day as a g
she jumped across a little spruce
that now overtops the sandstone ho
where still she lives; her face de

The line didn’t move, though there
many people in it. In a half-heart
the lone agent dealt patiently, no
with a large dazed family ranging
from twin toddlers in strollers to

I sometimes fear the younger gener
of the pleasures of hoeing;
there is no knowing
how many souls have been formed by
The dry earth like a great scab br

In walks these three girls in noth
By the time I got her feathers sm
She had on a kind of dirty-pink––
She had sort of oaky hair that the
She must have felt in the corner o

Just the thought of them makes you
those turkey dinners, those holida
the air around the woodstove baked
and Aunt Lil’s tablecloth stained
A doggy wordless wisdom whimpers f

I saw my toes the other day.
I hadn’t looked at them for months
Indeed, they might have passed awa
And yet they were my best friends
When I was small, I knew them wel

On the fine wire of her whine she
Unseen in the ominous bedroom dark
A traitor to her camouflage, she t
A thirsty blue streak distinct as
I was to her a fragrant lake of bl

They will not be the same next tim
so cute, just slightly off, will b
Their eyes will be more skeptical,
the more securely to the worldly b
of television, alphabet, and stree

At night—the light turned off, the
Unburdened of its atom-eating char
His wife asleep, her breathing dip
To touch a swampy source—he though
Her father’s hilltop home allowed