Queen-Anne’s Lace
Her body is not so white as
anemony petals nor so smooth—nor
so remote a thing. It is a field
. . .
Her body is not so white as
anemony petals nor so smooth—nor
so remote a thing. It is a field
. . .
Seven dog-days we let pass
Naming Queens in Glenmacnass,
All the rare and royal names . . .
Airport bus from JFK
cruising through Queens
passing huge endless cemetery . . .
Body my house
my horse my hound
what will I do . . .