Porch Music
as a blare of tradition
the great glass floating & benched
the clouding sky of trumpeted play
the grassy playing field
reduced to birds
& balls pushed o'er the
flowery porch where more than
serene old children play
the stuff that brings the
hooping earth a long time
heard the picnickers &
blanketed there by drummer's tune
a heart of furniture never stayed
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