William Douglas Rodenberg

Rookie (8/12/94 / Washington DC)


An artful pose takes stike to stem
Then sap runs from the break
And then green leaves wither
As the next sun makes its wake.

But tis the jagged blade
Steered by the leathered hands
That first take part in the illustrious dance
Sanctioned by boy and man.

To my father

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