Bacchus with the Boys
Larry D. Griffin
Four boys just returned from work: coat
with newspaper wrinkled on chair;
hat and rose tossed on the floor; tool
bag spills its two hammers and single pincers;
a bottle of wine on table, a glass, a plate
with calzone, and the boys sit at the table.
All turn toward Bacchus, standing at the window,
who draws back the red curtain with his right hand.
Grape leaves form his crown; a green mantle drapes
over the shoulder of his lively, naked torso.
All eyes on his; his only on two of theirs.
Through the window cinder-block buildings burn;
on the sill three very tiny men play boccie.