Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com
Awarded the Chair of Poetry at a Leafy Rural Tree
Among its ancient gifts are acorns and leaves But the most generous stipend is peace Oh, sure, we have our academic rivalries – Just last night a raccoon occupied the chair
And the cardinals and jays squawk a bit Mostly about seeds, seldom about verse For arguing with Keats and Yevtushenko Is my great pleasure and duty, not theirs
Who knew –
That an old steel chair dragged onto the lawn Could be a center of civilization?
A poem is itself, especially if critiqued by a mockingbird.