A summer twilight game
"We knock red yellow blue
twilight in and out of wickets
bent spines of invisible animals
we need to enter. The rhododendrons
are out of bounds….''
From "Croquet in Childhood, '' by Helena Minton
"We knock red yellow blue
twilight in and out of wickets
bent spines of invisible animals
we need to enter. The rhododendrons
are out of bounds….''
From "Croquet in Childhood, '' by Helena Minton
