One View
June 22, 1994
Next to the railroad tracks
a pink sweater resembles a flower
on a dark trellis, if you are staring down
from the third floor through clothes
on lines at the back of the next-door house. It looks
like a lonely flower, singular,
where others are shining shards of green,
or clear cellophane wrappers, or the graceful
curved cup of an orange rind..