Weather has stained the shingles dark
And indistinguishable from bark.
Lichen that long ago adjourned
Its lodging here has now returned.
And if you look in through the door
You see a sapling through the floor.
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From where I stand the sheep stand still
The stones are grayAnd so are they.And both are weatherworn and round,Leading the eye back to the ground.Two mingled flocks –The sheep, the rocks.And still no sheep stirs from its placeOr lifts its Babylonian face.
Bull by day
Would that the bulldozerDozed all the timeWould that the bulldozerWould rust in peace.His watchwordLet not a witch liveHis battle cryBetter dead than red.Give me if you mustThe bull himselfBut not the bulldozerNo, not the bulldozer.
Amherst never had a witch
But once upon a timeThere were three old women.One wore a small beardAnd carried a big umbrella.One stood in the middleOf the road hailing cars.One drove an old cartAll over the town collecting junk.They were not weird sisters,No relation to one another.A duly accredited witch INever heard Amherst ever hadBut as I say thereWere these…
The winter apples have been picked, the garden turned.
The last of them now bank the house or have been burned.None are left upon the trees or on the lawn.Green and tall as ever it grew in spring the grassGrows not too tall, will not be cut again this year.Geraniums in bloom behind the windowglassAre safe. Fall has fallen yet winter is not yet…
A wind’s word, the Hebrew Hallelujah.
(Hal for short) boy with wind-wild hair.It means Praise God, as well it should since praiseIs what God’s for. Why didn’t they call my fatherHallelujah instead of Ebenezer?Eben, of course, but christened Ebenezer,Product of Nova Scotia (hallelujah).Daniel, a country doctor, was his fatherAnd my father his tenth and final boy.A baby and last, he had…