I went to church last night
I took one of my small yellow pads
I store
Stacked
In a corner in the movie house foyer
& I wrote this last night
Scribbled
"The low hum of the orange fan in the doorway
Mingling
With flutes & song
Schumann Chopin
In the sanctuary these foolish things
Of course there will be springs
Aprils & Junes
Frogs & loons
& the ceiling listened last night"