The Sunken Garden

The Sunken Garden

“I only give you back
what you imagine”
—D. A. Powell
“The Fluffer Talks of Eternity,”
Useless Landscape

Just call me poor Alma—
In Tennessee Williams’ flick

SUMMER AND SMOKE  evenings—
There in the Sunken Garden

It was a lot more sunken then—
Back then in the late Fifties

I sank to my lowly knees—
Worshipping Earl Holliman types

Lots of bushes and privacy—
For those of us in the know

That’s where I got to meet—
Myself in the lovely night

I got to meet myself—
Alma Winemiller in the dark

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