Image on a Curving Surface Seen in Evening Traffic
What do I see? What do I wish to tell.
How haunting the shadow of a metal stair
Circling a tank is in the evening sun?
Hildegarde Flanner
Poetry
Concerto No. 2 in A Flat Major
In the poor doldrums of the day
The shuffling sails hung empty until John Field
Blew music toward them, and suddenly