"Jefferson on the Porch"

I was sitting on the back porch pondering Eliot’s treason,

Reading just my second book, of this, the hurricane season.

Again, it dealt with Jefferson—and yet another look

At America.

My attention shifted

First, to the brown dog lying at my feet

And then to all my summer chores

That would take me out into the heat.

But then back again to the great Virginian.

Something kept me there in front of the fan

Planted in my seat....