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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