What Can Stop This Poem
What can stop this
I found a pleasure
I found an easy faith
One is senseless
One never shakes
What can stop this
It makes no difference anymore
What I choose
Or if I choose to walk to St Augustine
To the sea beach driving
A green orange over the sand
With a stick singing,
The sympathy of friends is pleasant VIOLINS,
But it makes no difference anymore TROMBONEDonald Revell
first published in New American Writing, no. 17, 1999
also from Arcady