songanddancegirl

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THE BLIND

THE BLIND    LEADING

My brother &  I  drive down the street

A blind man catapults us back to 1963

Our father stopped the car & walked a

blind man across the street    Cars  zig-

zagging so close it still haunts   I wasn’t

even there    But the memory is embedded

along with giants & deep ravines

 

When I was down beside the Sea

A wooden spade they gave to me

To dig the sandy shore

 

Our father’s grave mysteriously re-sodded

I imagine he will appear at Woodbine soon

And we will dwell on this over cocktail hour     when old anguishes will disappear

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Late Summer 2013     *Robert Louis Stevenson

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