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If My Grandmother Could Have Written
a Postcard To The
Sister Left Behind


March 26,
Frost's Birthday


Vacation

MARCH 26, FROST'S BIRTHDAY BY LYN LIFSHIN

I think of him huddled
in olive green work pants
in my grandfather's store
exchanging a look of
shared glumness with my
father who would stitch
and hem what didn't fit,
the one place he could.
They didn't need to say
much, my father, head down
with a needle as if he could
sew up the holes in our
family. Each knew about
what nothing could fill. My
father, with his notebooks,
scribbling stock market
reports, what his burden of
a family spent for a meal
as if it was a poem the poet
knew, could read in his
eyes, could feel was as
icy as a year in a house
with a woman on the other
side of the wall he never
talked to

 

 

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