“To Richard Wilbur, Poet”


 

“To Richard Wilbur, poet”

A rhyme
captured in time
in a scrapbook of mine.
There, a red fire-truck may recline.
Splendid, soul-flaunting laundry on the line.
A churning through your attic blinds
brings creepiness. You shine.
One-of-a-kind.
Rare Find!

(References: “The Fire-Truck”, “Love Calls Us To The Things Of This World”, “A Hole in the Floor” by Wilbur)

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