Hard Knocks High
Once as a child, I vaulted on sunbeams.
By both those Dippers, I swam in the stars.
Comet-tail laces bolted rings around Venus.
I impressed like hammers-floored nightclubs on Mars!
Now less is the lesson. Right here's the horizon.
No danger by altering tottering lies-
Stare at the chilled empty sweep-see those hills-
Glare at the frost-sharpened teeth of tossed skies!