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'The Grandstand'

'The Grandstand'

The years have taken their toll; on the house, crumbled down	
Weatherin’ nor-easter’s heave, and hoar-frost, stricken ground;		
Good men mustered at once, as Countrymen loyal,				
Mason and mortar their will; with stone, SOWN from the soil				
It mocks reclaimed Pine Box, with a Cumulus ROOF,				
Cozens New Saxon Temper: The People STAND ALOOF!	

Watch the kids
Come to school
Every fall
Desperate to fit in--
Pass the roll call--
Abandon the playground
Just over the wall

I heard the trains humming
In the depot of the Italian North End
And remember Winter wind & Summer sun
Drumming
On my bare skin.

I was the victim of a small-town joke:
Earth-child, Free-to-Be,
***** as folk.
But, there were moments of gold:
In early adulthood,
Death-metal love-in’s
In a then untouched wood

There and beyond, they built
According to the New Deal’s plan
A place to witness team sports,
On a grandstand.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 11/3/2017 7:06:00 PM
rather sad story esp. if the woods fell to build a sports arena! Far too many of those these days...amazing how many people are content to pay hefty prices, to sit, and watch some guys kick or toss a ball! :)
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