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This Sussex County country boy knows how
to weld scrap into a cross
between a trebuchet and a carny ride
knows how to pick the perfect gourd
from his fecund field, knows how to win
the trophy of the chubby, bearded man
sportin’ a pumpkin over his head like Atlas.
Wants to show it off to Alice
who listens as he plucks his guitar
Ground Control to Major Tom.
His hair slicked back in a pony tail
he brushes hers into a black fall.
He pushes her wheelchair
down the ramp he built
longs to hear her rattly gasp
when he catapults his orange ammo
and splits the buttermilk sky.
© by Liz Dolan.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Liz Dolan, a retired English teacher who taught every grade from seventh through college. As director of an alternative school in the Bronx, where she was born and raised, Liz helped increase attendance from 65 percent to 90 percent by initiating a daily program of writing across the curriculum. Author of two poetry collections, Liz has won numerous fellowships and awards for her work. She now enjoys babysitting her nine grandchildren--who live a block away from her in Rehoboth, Delaware--in between writing poetry, short stories, and memoirs.
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Larry Schug:
Concise and beautiful, Liz. Your words stirred something in me.
Posted 11/03/2012 07:57 AM
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