After 1900

Look at the whitehead buffalo
said Teddy
the bear in the wood
the city in the tax
face my stick at sunup
or get out of town

The last summer
and in Ohio and Indiana
the green coming autumn
and McKinley dead stone
this progress that is
the short hand of the clock

There is a time
Teddy would tell
when he woke
and thundering the sky

The “electric theatre”
with all the fury
of the stars
in one shocking
bolt of explosion