Sport 17: Spring 1996
Taylors Mistake
Taylors Mistake
Once this ivy
was part of a rock
garden. Someone sat here
drinking tea
and smiled at the world.
Or was sombre
smoked a pipe, scowled at the influx
and adjournment of tides
world's push and shove
had no visitors
visited no one
instead looked up
the skirts of old lava
flows as basalt's
weathered ribs flaked
over salt crystals
and contemplated the ease
with which a fragment
like a sledgehammer
could take out daylight.