To Deny
That preterist way
of completed schemes
here sound as raw
as infants’ screams
I watch the place
where parakeets nest
in weighted boughs
they make protests
Those trees which grew
a heightened shade
on this claimed place
which Jews re-made
The pool’s loud shouts
a stone’s throw there –
to that shared space
we now repair
Here parents stand
in thigh-deep games –
their inflated kids
play out their day