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13 Apr 2011

Forced Hawaii to Its Knees.

Written by sally @ 7:31 am — Section: Uncategorized

Mother at Eighty

You come in dream, Mother, or not at all,
distressed by drugs, scattering quips, complaining
still about the way they torture you. Married late,
you wouldn’t leave the party, forced Hawaii
to its knees. I’ve seen the cascades of your hair,
heard the devilish laugh each suitor ducked, ricocheting
through the rooms; a wastrel girl, uncontrollable.
And press through time to take you in my arms,
to find you now, coldcocked by suffering,
baggage in a train that’s plowed its way
into the dark and snowy woods, and stopped.
I see you there, my dreamer, nodding at your window,
unacknowledged, except perhaps by the spotted dog
limping in the snow, that sees you lift your head,
and trembles in your smoky, avid glance.

–Charlie Smith

(from The Palms, Norton, 1993, p. 65.)

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