DOMUS CAEDET ARBOREM
From "Poetry For the Earth," edited by Sara Dunn with Alan Scholefield (Fawcett Columbine: 250 pp., $10 paper)
Ever since the great planes were murdered at the end of the gardens
The city, to me, at night has the look of a Spirit brooding crime;
As if the dark houses watching the trees from dark windows
Were simply biding their time.
