Plain American Language

I cut a sliver/of WC William's finger
and placed it inside/my philosophy...

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Sonnet for Zaidi on his 85th Birthday

The process of apple eating:
a chuckle, your impressed laughter
as juice of every first bite--
deep red, a speckled gecko Gala.
Working away the outer edges

is the crisp sound of your smile, your
blue & white-striped pajamas
old reels of mom, Bobi, aunt, uncle
and invisible you--
though if anything you've taught,
invisibility is perceived; you are always here.

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