2016 04 21
Two teachers call children to come inside
and laugh when teeming crowd of little faces,
that glow gold from the late winter sunlight,
swirl in chaotic joy of carefree life.
June Martin shakes her head with loving smile.
"When I was studying Latin literature
in college, I remember reading satire
number three by Juvenal that depicts
the master of lizards who tries to herd
wild creatures who have a will of their own."
June extends her arm toward sky of white clouds.
"Live loving sheep and tending a trim garden
to host a feast for a hundred Pythagoreans.
It is something, in whatever place or haven,
to be a master of even one lizard."
Daniel pauses and looks up at her face.
"My lizard tried to eat my cat last week."