Willow Room, Green Door

the beautiful one-of-a-kind-experiment-in-democracy- America,

one snack bar

she sees the raccoons file down,
Vertical lines down the hills,

a book about summer, so she has to listen
To leaders tell their white lies.

Every poet she knows
Who actually believes in the idea of making meaning
Lists the names of trees.

Molly’s red wedding dress. Scarlet. Crimson. Brilliant in its cut and sound.

it kept her from her own impoverished feelings.

Who have broken something inside her
That she used to call spirit, she used to call

This small painting she kept in her home.
Private. No judgments by others,
No door. Just the path.