April 3rd

Little Edie, Valiant

Fed the several cats their luncheon, spied
the growth through opera glasses-- the best blue
scarf one's ever owned falls through, stays lost--
staunchly climbed the turret to scatter the beasts
their Wonder Bread. One loves animals. But raccoons
and cats, raccoons and cats, trying on the nerves.
And there walks Jerry, mother's friend, beautiful
paint-spattered youth, the Marble Faun. The kind
of people creeping around here now! This is mother's
house. She lets them in or keeps them out.