the last stanza is a haiku
Back in '79 we had a conference in Baltimore.
Two days of talk:
neighborhood preservation, revitalization, gentrification.
Carved lintels,
worn white marble stoops,
speak to us.
the last stanza is a haiku
Back in '79 we had a conference in Baltimore.
Two days of talk:
neighborhood preservation, revitalization, gentrification.
Carved lintels,
worn white marble stoops,
speak to us.
Jon Robison Poetry 