AT THE ROBERT HASS CENTER

Here in Northampton
near Smith college
he still visits you
in the night,
after the sun sets
he pours over his assurances
that your poetry's voice
will be transforming
all you stop by
to savor words and phrases
now that he has been translated
to another foreign tongue
in a starstruck universe
from nature's landmarks green
he is glancing at us here
amid the chorus of blue birds
flying from sheets of rain
of an august sky.