#5

The first summer evening
Reminds of relief from the day’s heat
And of parties on the patio
Under colored lights
Music playing.
.

I walk down the street at dusk
And from an open window
Hear baseball announcers
Talking of million-dollar players
In some billion-dollar stadium
Five hundred miles away

.
A neighbor has waited till evening
To cut his lawn
He is finished now and rolls the mower
Into his garage
I smell the gasoline and the new-cut grass
And hear the door roll shut.

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