Shunning The Upstart Shower, / The Cold

Not Reading Poetry Amounts To A National Pastime Here.

These Are My Daughters, I Suppose. But Where In The World Did The Children Vanish?

The Enemy, Who Wears Her Mother's Usual Face And Confidential Tone, Has Access; Doubtless Stares Into Her Writing Case And Listens On The Phone.

In Australia, Not Reading Poetry Is The National Pastime.

Shunning The Upstart Shower, / The Cold And Cursory Scrub, / I Celebrate The Power / That Lies Within The Tub.