What The Hell With The Hat?

LANKES (Pauses) Need just one print for your poem? FROST A print for the cover - and maybe three for inside.. LANKES (Pauses, stops carving) I’ll need oilin’ first.. (Goes to a wooden cupboard, takes down two glasses and a bottle, sets them on the bench) FROST (Picking up bottle, looking at label) Good bourbon.. (Pours two glasses) You know it’s my favorite? (Starts drinking whiskey) What’s it all about, JJ? LANKES ‘Bout a ring ‘round the moon - sketched it last night.. (Starts drinking whiskey) FROST Sketched where? LANKES Down the Gully, where the spring feeds the crick.. FROST Thought that was you - went looking for a poem.. LANKES Saw a badger on a log, diggin’ ants.. FROST Saw an owl on the barn, huntin’ mice.. LANKES Saw the mountain poke it’s head through the moon - made a print.. FROST Saw the crick run down under the moon - wrote a poem.. (They drink) LANKES Spring’s slowed.. FROST Gonna dig it out.. LANKES I’ll help.. FROST Gonna pump water with that jenny.. LANKES Still runnin’? FROST Needin’ gaskets.. LANKES Cistern? FROST Still leakin’.. LANKES Fix that, too.. (They drink) FROST Buck in the garden - ran the dog at it - had to shoot it.. LANKES Why run the dog? FROST Buck caught a horn in the fence - thought to scare it out.. LANKES (Pauses) Buck didn’t deserve that.. (They drink) - A Coincidence of Taste