A night with frogs
Clanking their fang
Insistence promulgates
An endlessness situated
In the pastoral vocation
Of Boston
Massachusetts. You
Quiz the whistling
Of airplanes intent
On crashing into
Forsythia and
You scurry across the
Vengeful traffic
Including doctored
Street signs and
The credit union called
Beacon St. Marlborough St
Is a hayfield. There are
Ropes in the air
Include the
Westin Hotel at
Copley Square, prime retail
Dump that van Gogh would call
A dump. Copley Square
Is named for
A bottle of quick
Paint, loosely stampede
For the cheers of Robert
Lowell fans. Diamonds
Are in special
Store windows, like
Cro-Magnon in the
Dilettante section. Ducks
Gather where
They should. People
In the street are
Targeted for promotion,
Aspic for dinner.
Spring is better
Because of frogs.
Easter is a process
With fronds that include
Your Neighbor,
You are too busy.
William Blake
Was a trundle bed,
And that’s okay.
