AERIES
(For Jim and Loraine)
Some people live in glass houses
And watch the arabesques of waves
Along the shore while making harmonies
Of baroque bassoon, flute and harpsichord,
Or talk of politics and architects while spider
Webs of city lights outshine the stars.
Having climbed peaks and photographed
The ancient sites of arts and wars,
They perch their homes on canyon walls
Softened by swirling mists that flow around
Pines, cedars and jagged vertebrae
That sharpen mountain spines. These happy
Few have made their lives a work of art
To share with friends and students. They
Like Hawaiian dancers hold the sun,
Moon, rain, stars and wind in their hands.
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