Sep 13, 2006 19:24
1918 he was born
the Great Influenza Epidemic
& after
stuffed Death
turns heavily from my Father
October.
my father in the square
wet cap at his feet
it's easy
(87¢/hour)
my father
rag collar
bow-legged
sick girls, white and warm
1957 i am born
and i suckle the ragged wrecked wrists of my father
dad,
poetry