March: Year-day 71

  
                                       
                                          
March: Year-day 71

Happy birthday, sister and brother.  I'm
sorry you cannot watch my scribblings here
but--with intelligence men about--time
is of the essence, as they say; a fear-
toned man, anti-abortion, anti-Ford,
must be quietly careful these nights, these
days: especially me: poet ignored,
shadow in waiting, sun in a wombed breeze.

Yet, the gates of time will part for me, hie
me a mountain throne--thirty-five now, I
mind much less being a rejected thing
by those of current importance--the sky
I grow toward will not pass, and I will sing,
influences and all, and be a king.

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