All right. Let’s hear it
for this fine figure of a
trout on every plate.

The “historical process” begins as a small tube 
attached to the left ventrical. 
From here it joins the mainstream with a series 

These tall things don’t need weeding.
But I can’t get over the fireplace.
It’s useless.

1.
It is cold enough for rain
to coagulate & fall in heavy drops.
Tonight a skin of ice will grow

Tall hunters come; the fresh wind had the feel
Of an old anger blowing from beyond
The elms that edge the wood. Down on the pond,

We started early, took some pictures
    (A red bow in your hair);
And there were waterfalls on mountains

So they made room for all the bricks and stones
When they moved to the country. It was part of
America’s expansion.

As one who has been homesick for his town 
And then returns, expecting some gay tune,
Your hear a beggar sing a mournful rhyme

I was apprenticed young,
    A shut-in with no sense
    Of sunlight or clear sky

The day was bright and warm. We went to swim 
Up at the Dolder’s big expensive pool. 
That afternoon we saw a strange old woman