Still Life with Extreme Weather
To the sensate lawns at the perimeter of a lot beyond the boatyard,
the bending in blue dresses to touch something there
and gone, the sod,
wild chicory and golden rod withstanding
most of what is said to follow
the last gingham on the line and everything after that
which New England knows well how to cast
in other colors, as if the fear she will never come back is unfounded.