10 Truth is that Masters
Truth is that Masters had far more to say
Than Robert Frost, who remained in the sway
Of the romantic in convention’s pay.
And yet as a young man I took the latter
As best in poetry and pitter-patter,
Till mending walls and birches made me fatter.
I still remember to recite at night
Of fetching calves and other such delight
And leave Spoon River’s graveyard out of sight.
May good Jehovah spare me for my lack
Of realism beneath my smokestack,
And Zeus patch up my failures at the crack.
From Power Drapes by Thomas McElwain