Today's poem is by David Starkey

Circus Maximus

Nothing now but grass
and gravel
and windblown trash,
a vacant lot drab
and austere,
where once, in a single day,
you might delight
in the death
of three or four charioteers.

Copyright © 2013 David Starkey All rights reserved
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