Things
Lately I’m struggling
To recollect
Things
And when I do
They’re things from long ago
Not the near things that slip away
Unexpectedly I remembered
Running to my father up an incline
I was six “Daddy,” I yelled
That was odd
For I never saw him again
Recalled fresh as if just now
Meanwhile ‘just now’
Continues to elude me
The past apparently more memorable
Time and again snatches of it
Intrude on my elusive mundane present
And I am transported…I remember
Sandburg after a flamenco performance
White mane dancing among the dancers
My friend among them as I waited
My second son five floors up
At a NY Hospital window held high
While I below introduce the infant to his brother
Pinpricks and triggers
Animate my present with my past
And I in the haze of now enjoy the clarity of then
9/13-9/16/09
Copyright 2009 by Maurice Leiter.
Posted with permission.
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