Yesterday Once More
The Evening Globe announces the demise
Of phone booths, 45s, and discothèques.
A Pan Am jet descends the sun-streaked skies
And eases into Logan. Dynamite wrecks
The Hotel Madison, once bright beside
The ratty Boston Garden, Causeway Street.
Crowds of highschoolers jam themselves inside
Arborway’s trolley in the late spring heat.
Pope Paul VI says a High Mass in Rome;
At Barney’s Bar & Grill (a block from home)
I hoist a Schaefer or a Löwenbräu.
Don Kent’s forecast on ‘BZ tells me how
Time’s crafty hand will snatch away and steal
Young love and the Revere Beach ferris wheel.