(For Donald Hall)
Have you heard about the boy who walked by
The black water? I won't say much more.
Let's wait a few years.
It wanted to be entered.
Sometimes a man walks by a pond, and a hand
Reaches out and pulls him in.
There was no
The pond was lonely, or needed
Calcium, bones would do.
What happened then?
It was a little like the night wind, which is soft,
And moves slowly, sighing like an old woman
In her kitchen late at night, moving pans
About, lighting a fire, making some food for the cat.
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