Early genius finds
old geniuses.
Late genius
dies young.
The high audience
choruses into works
determining
after humus
the quality of the resultant soil.
Their pleasure is the genuine measure
of whether we are looking at treasure
or the leisure of an over-active mind.
Wait, then, for the chores to be scored;
wet dishes bring the mold we nightmared of
and passively voice our dissent
from the dry glibs that ribbed us
when we were also young.