Sheltered behind a high stone wall
from the noise of the highway's raucous path,
even from the sight pollution of the hideous terrain,
the fantasy of bucolic purity might be preserved.
Here in this moist and leafy grove,
down narrow paths, woodland flowers thrive
in the tenuous urban cocoon.
The ugly, darkened, contaminated streets
are negated in this compacted idyll
so that the urban carcinoma is obviated
in this bubble of earthly delight.
Arnold Skemer