I am surprised by finding:

John Berryman under a rotting bathing cap,
one tan sock, a gray towel,
six shades of lipstick (amber, dusky pink,
wildfire, etc.), tights that are surely now
too tight, two outdated T-shirts—
one with the phrase: 1986,The Year
of the Executive Director

and the other one, green and gray—
our class colors—from our last reunion
when we marched over the hill
trying to believe it—
Fine Wine, 59—and
even my old running shoes
which took me around the lakes
by upside down trees
and through half marathons.
Ah, and here, finally,
my good intentions—
to keep moving.

Whistling Girls and Cackling Hen, 2003, Pudding House Press Chapbook Series