Saturday, October 24, 2009

Gogyohka 10.24.09

on a couch older than me
my uncle's viking beard turns
His mother's ice cube eyes flash
as he shows off something fancy
"Not bad for a Mick from Brewah, eh?"

I see him counting before he stands
See his knees
still remembering morning basketball
I love you, Uncle
I love /you/

Even "cracker"
Nana sits fast in her chair
smiling and full

If generations
want to get along
with each other
one can't think it's better
because it's bigger

the dust settles
on his children's rooms
Grown past the game boys
and college sweatshirts
and twin beds


amarilla said...

Wow. I want to write like you when I grow up.

Tim said...

No problem--keep eating your spinach, and you'll be popeyeing folks before you know it!