This evening's necklace
& nbsp;Woven from rare raindrops,
& nbsp;Christmas lights,
& nbsp;and thousands of lighted Windows
& nbsp;in the inky sagebrush of the yard.
on TV is & quot; My sailor",
Singing in a low voice contestant,
& nbsp;and showered sparks of tender feelings
& nbsp;Disembodied stearic carbon.
and the walls of the room keep cool,
& nbsp; and the floor gives stability to the bodies
& nbsp;Careless inhabitants of the apartment,
& nbsp;That overcame the time step
Last night, in honor of what Bengali
& nbsp;the Fire over the world briefly shone out.
And from the table look devastated
Champagne, appetizers and salad,
And on the trunk of a graying candle
Another contrasting ring
From the burnt-out winters it was formed.