Stuttgart: In the Schlosspark

 

A Poem

In a green garden
Once the provenance of Dukes
And royal riffraff--
Its lawns mowed, flowers planted
For Wurttemburg's elect

Today children play,
Workers nosh on sack lunches
Stuttgar lives and breathes
Its former potentates'
Gardens for all men--
Common luxuries.

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