The Old House On the Croton 1749
someone
first coming to this
house packed his
wife and baby
scotch roses and yellow
poppies from her
father's house
in crates with some
shovels, lace
the baby crying through
the tall grass
through the mud
mud on Joanna's slippers
mud and blue jays
silk hung on a branch to dry
and the gold threaded
tapestry,
its blue velvet
seeming so strange
in the house that day