Full Moon Penthouse

Full Moon Penthouse

Boston October: Flavor of air tastes arctic.

Across the street, striking hotel workers.

Single elevator servicing the building

Shoots us up to floor twenty-four.

Reveling rowers regaling behind the door

Recounting an event both stultifying and

Satisfying, in equal amounts.

The pilot, a Harvard hopeful,

Commanded us in ways both wily and

Willful, in equal amounts.

Her parents were there with us to

Relive the race from beginning to end, and

In the end, we all cried at her heartfelt

Speech.