Angel Sources Run


Along white birch May a light spread
as convention. Upon the padded shins

and mitted fists of young men crouched on
playing fields swelled stubbornness, resolve, other

alternatives to lust ( i.e. shadow, beer cans, busted
at-bats).  Across the park a woman canters

a big horse down the ravine; across the lake
two lovers wrestle in the trees.  As the heavens

rise above them, adjunct & incidental,
the shortstop muffs a pop-up and the leftfielder

throws the runner out at home:  this world is
so abstract the bleachers howl to greet it!



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