MEETING ON THE BANKS OF THE NILE
YOU COULD SEE PEOPLE GOING PAST ON BENCHES
WE MOVED, AND ROLLED THE LAWN FOR THEM,
PRANCING PAST ON AIR-CAST ROLLER SKATES,
UNDER THE WATCHFUL EYES OF EACH OTHERS
FATHERS. IT WAS LOVE ON THE LAWN, LOVE AT
SECOND SIGHT. “THE RIFLE’S FIRED NOW, SO WE’VE
“GONE TO THE OTHER SIDE. ALL THIS TOO-ING AND FRO-ING!”
OUR MANNERS WERE EXCEPTIONAL AS WE PROFESSED EACH OTHER
BOTTLES OF POP. PEACOCKS WOULD STROLL ACROSS
IN FRONT OF US AS WE SAT SEDATELY, LEGS
CROSSED, THE SPARKLING LIQUOR WOULD FATHOM OUT
EACH OTHER’S STARES. A MILLION MILES
IN BLUE JUICES GLASSES.
THE GARDENERS’ WORK FRANTICALLY PURSUES
BOTH NIGHT AND DAY, TO PREPARE
GARDENS FOR US. BUT THAT’S ANOTHER STORY
FOR ANOTHER DAY.

Copyright Christopher J. Hudson (2014)