I like the idea
Of poetry as shared privacy
I try to let you in
Dear reader

Sleet and freezing rain coming
Hath the rain a father?
David Markson in Mexico
David Markson's daughter

Xanthippe was a shrew
Alas, I understand
Susan is gentle caring
Alas, I am not her man

Keep an eye on Denver
Rocky Mountain High
Come some soul September
I too true Thai Wai

           Purple goes the sky!