Sunday is bestday
Betsy in the bestday
outside the birdsilence
brillig in the birdbrillians
dream-green afternoons
relaxing on the east lawn
inspiring Sunday
trees twinkling bright green leaves
newly sprung from secret chambers
coiled in secret winter chambers
cramped in secret winter quarters
spring forth green and tangle-taut
turned and tunned and tuned and taut
yellow Sundays warm and flies
puffball pollen floats byeyes
longslant sunlight through the pines
on longlane lawns of long lung grass
dandelions & human hair
ant lions impress the au pair
there's roots need dug out of the cellar
there's jars of wine down in the cellar
there's ray of light in jars of wine
and old Brad in a pool of sun
here to bury bones beneath his run