CANCION DEL FUEGO FATUO
Vora la mar de Lusitània un dia
Los gegantins turons d’Andalusia
Miles Davis sketches Spain via
30th & 2nd. La pimenton de la verra,
Will of the Wisp bops along,
a karaoke blip in massive April;
Margaret Thatcher’s dead;
the dead go in the ground
with the flower-bulbs, only one
comes up gladioli. The relentlessness
of Spring baits godheads,
cloudless sky a special blue plate.
Trumpet’s oppositional defiance regales
tender shoots shot up among sidewalk spoils.