This appeared in Plainsongs.
In
high dudgeon, as horsehair crests exude
Manliness
and confidence and ye olde
Tyme-iness,
the warriors produce speeches,
Spontaneous
and metrical and crammed
With
tropes, the bridge across Antiquity
To
Meriwether Lewis Junior High.
It
doesn't span it, quite. Into the cleft
Fall
sleeping children, doomed to curse and rail
Like
Thersites and feofor-princes. Better
To
be a live shoe salesman in the Loop
Than
eloquent in school libraries, pent
On
clammy shelves in dusty inglenooks
Where
Edie strips and Bobby Millstone waits.
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