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The Night My Father Met My Mother
Edwin Romond


They tell me he’d be the last man
on the floor dancing till the lights
went on, the “Charleston,” the “Lindy,”
his wavy hair bouncing, his joyous
eyes bright, a good man moving
in grace across the dance floor.
Through the lens of memory I watch
my dad, honorable truck driver and
extraordinary dancer, one night
in 1920’s Rahway, NJ walk over
to ask a pretty woman to dance
and she says yes and he
tells her his name is Ed and she
tells him her name is Margaret
and they waltz to the sweetness
of “Always,” the music leading
them in darkness, dancing and
dancing, my young father’s arms
a muscular tenderness around her.
Maybe he knows, even then,
he will never let her go.

This poem first appeared in The Edison Literary Review.
Used here with permission.


Edwin Romond  is a poet, playwright, composer, and educator. Now retired, he taught English for more than 30 years in Wisconsin and New Jersey. Edwin's award-winning work has appeared in numerous literary journals, college text books and anthologies, and has been featured on National Public Radio. A native of Woodbridge, New Jersey, Edwin now lives in Wind Gap, Pennsylvania, with his wife and son. Learn more about him at




Post New Comment:
What a wonderful trip back in time!
Posted 06/23/2021 09:58 PM
You have captured the essence of romance so economically and so beautifully!
Posted 06/22/2021 10:14 PM
Wilda Morris:
Very tender.
Posted 06/21/2021 12:25 PM
barbara eknoian:
I love this poem. I'm a fan of poems about dancing and you captured the emotion as if you were there.
Posted 06/19/2021 07:33 PM
Your poem touched me. I visualized your mom and dad, swaying to the music.
Posted 06/18/2021 01:19 PM
How lovely, I always wish I knew more about my parent's first meeting and those early days of falling in love. Don't you?
Posted 06/18/2021 12:40 PM
Good one!!
Posted 06/18/2021 11:22 AM
Stephen Anderson:
This poem succeeds in locking in some of the qualities of your father as a lasting memory. Nicely done, Edwin!
Posted 06/18/2021 10:46 AM
Posted 06/18/2021 10:39 AM
Janet Leahy:
A praise poem to honor a father. Those "good" and "honorable" men do make wonderful fathers.
Posted 06/18/2021 08:00 AM
Larry Schug:
I bet your father knew! Poetry, in this case, spurs the imagination. To me, this poem runs deeper than it seems on the surface.
Posted 06/18/2021 07:45 AM
Pat Brisson:
A beautiful tribute, lovingly rendered.
Posted 06/18/2021 07:13 AM

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