[New-Poetry] What's Up

[Anny Ballardini]

you mean Finnegan he is Duddy?
  From: jforjames at aol.com 
  Sent: Friday, March 23, 2007 9:40 PM


  Hal, I admire your ability to write so candidly about your family.
  Finnegan
   
  -----Original Message-----
  From: halvard at earthlink.net
  To: new-poetry at wiz.cath.vt.edu
  Sent: Fri, 23 Mar 2007 12:55 PM
  Subject: [New-Poetry] What's Up


  What’s Up


  Duddy wakes up from a nap and takes things seriously
  for a change. Luther’s mad as hell cuz he can’t change
  Jews into Christ-huggers. Junior’s out chugalugging


  Gatorade laced with vodka. Mom’s in the kitchen
  roastin’ taters. Uncle Joe’s up on the roof, banging
  his head on the skylight. The dog’s asleep on the bath-


  room floor. Auntie Vanessa’s putting on her face again.
  Wherever we go we is with us. Nobody knows the color
  of sky. The trouble I’ve seen. Uncle Moses has taken


  to parting his hair in the middle nowadays. No one to
  blame but himself. Melanie’s sister’s hung out to dry.
  It’s the best of times, the worst of times. Tempus fidgets.






  Hal


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