kid poem

by the rude bridge
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
gingham dog and the calico cat
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
he's gone
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
these be
it tells of good old times
backward, turn backward
it was a tall young oysterman