
Lane’s Cove. Antonio Cirino (1889-1983)
Spring morning bright
shining grass
alone
around Lane’s Cove
Mail Lady arrives
hops out
breaks up treats
Dog in truck
sniffs for more
Sun through
yellow tulip petals
dropping shadows
An hour on a flat rock
behind the wall
near his easel
with infrequently met Eddy
was in The Lorraine sleeping
when it burned down
lost two hundred paintings
didn’t matter so much as
the people of Gloucester
were so giving gave each
thirty five hundred dollars
I gave a small truck bed
filled with winter clothes
Eddy was married to a WASP
When they went out to dinner
she wouldn’t look at the servers
She was brought up that way
Her family wore clothes
with holes in them
Ridiculous!
And had an old station wagon
How did you know?
Brought up with them
After the fire
my ex let me stay with her
for as long as I liked
She had a huge place
Children? Horses
My life to him his to me
Common Irish values
Chelsea and Cambridge
Joe Roderick said
When I broke my elbow
it didn’t heal right
See these bumps?
My buddy was jumping
off his roof onto the porch
and I didn’t have time
to pull my arm back
broke folded the wrong way
pieces of bone everywhere
They gimme a cast
but I cut it off
It was smelly
I was lobstering at the time
Bait got in it
Can I play goal with
one arm? Yah!
Hangman?
Hint It’s near my shoes
and it’s red
Water Bottle
This is done outdoors
Bouble Play!
Melissa de Haan Cummings
May 10, 2016
Melissa de Haan Cummings majored in French and English Literature at Bryn Mawr. She has published poetry in a number of journals. She describes her interests as including, “much small boating around Cape Ann, love of Charles Olson, Hatha yoga practice since 1969.”
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