THE SCREEN
Jr, Colin L Westerbeck
MARY OLIVER STRIKE Now they can walk In the wintry air. The sky is an unfamiliar field, The sun a rare metal. It is something to see, daylight. But you cannot spend it Like a paycheck. At...
...And the faces of their wives Grow young again When they rise-black to the lungs, but Glowing with the good news.e good news...
...from the darkness beyond They haul out food and new clothes, Milk, toys, winter shoes...
...Swinging, they smash The back wall...
...At night they dream Of riding down to the empty Cars and the pickaxes...
Vol. 102 • June 1975 • No. 6
