Tuesday, August 02, 2011

August

Maybe I should write a blank sonnet
in the manner of the late Robert Lowell --
topical, free, energetic, nervous,
yet not without evidence of erudition.


Maybe I should curl up with my rosary,
pondering the Woman in Wisdom chapter seven,
seeking the intercession of the Virgin,
drifting to sleep as angels finish my prayers.


Maybe I should pray Compline with the help
of the website that posts the breviary
to fortify the pious and the backsliding --


maybe I should lie abed, dreaming of heaven
as the AC breathes its husky litany
of grateful coolness in the August heat.