Sonnets Up the Stretch #6

6.

The lamps of Lake Oswego.  Good for them

for having cast the entertainment centers

of Lake Oswego in domestic light--

yet sometimes family entertainment is

darkness still.  Khryapa plays muscovite ball.

Rasheed, I'm told, is aging; one looks in the mirror

and one's face is what it is, so says he.

Where is Bonzi?  Does Ruben still go to church?

While lamps in Lake Oswego turn the very

dust to souls and on the face of the

beloved cast the squirreliest of beams

we learn exactly what we knew before:

strange as it is to see leaping dolphins

traverse the bay, it is just home for them.