-piece of earth-

1.

Life is good through the run of its day,

Daydreaming while the river flows,

As Lorraine Hunt Lieberson sings 

The Bach Cantatas.

The ocean ranges near limitlessly just east of here.

Farther east and southerly, lies the land of my grandparents, when

Their piece of earth was fertile, then parched and terrifying.

Here, overhead, 

The clouds—— Substanceless, 

Save for the saccharine romantics, 

Adjust their subtleties like virgins at the first 
Drenched kiss to ecstasy, and as quickly 

Find themselves shifting properties to another latitude.

Yonder, the parks lay softly green.

2.

Autumn moves in its atmosphere intent to keep its breath —— 

The color procedures falling prey to an icy destination.  

But that moves on.

And too, this day.

And the river flows ——

And Lorraine Hunt Lieberson is singing  

The Bach Cantatas.

                                                         Fall River