and refined
from this vantage point
behind the wide window
of the club house.
martinis all around, the golf
course with its pristine greens
and rolling
fairways, trimmed and combed.
there is the subdued
chatter of patrons,
members who have paid
their dues, have been here long,
aging gracefully
as the new set rises,
scrubbed and clean
with ivy league scroll in hand.
there are nods and winks,
parade waves
as members come and go.
the waiters attentive
like soldiers, knowing names,
knowing who drinks what,
sits where, who is best to get
to know.
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