RICHARD WILBUR & ROBERT LOWELL ~

ADVENIAT ~

M O R E

The tree farm's endless

rows of pines — my road to

his nursing home

There it was —

the old man's face

at a newsstand in Florence

I don't know

who's cutting our names

into the headstone

Bird tracks

in snow —

Dear Francis

Eyes shut tight —

there's

the old place

Finally graceful —

driftwood on

an iced-in shore

A small bird's song

the furnace

switches on

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from Adveniat

John Martone

Red Moon Press

2018