The Reading Of 1995

The maze of Boston would confine
the minotaur

frescoes of dolphins could not
survive from Braintree to Faneuil Hall

snowflakes as large and white
as Robert Frost

or Cal off his rocker once again
I compare me poems to a summer’s day

the glossy ice beneath Cal’s step
you can’t pull poetry out of me anymore

writes Elizabeth in a sweetening letter
glue unlicked a stamp collector’s wet dream

signing her John Hancock
next to the skyscrapers