Fondly, have we apprehended tomorrow?
O let us not rush too soon, for too soon
it was quick unexpectedness who snapped
and left us brushed to go
here with little room and idle blessings.
The railing leads along an allegory
of sinuous stair and carpet,
that others have travailed and imitated—
this is precisely the purpose
of its upright comeliness,
parcel of the wedged day
and betoken of the emerald chandelier.
*
The peach wallpaper paused.
The rose cherries brimmed in a bowl.
The topaz day is coming late.
Soft odors hang the room.
SEPTEMBER 2006