A silent lightning
\ncracked him
\nin two, one leg
\ndangling a foot<\/p>\n
that can’t feel
\nthe floor
\nwhen he walks,
\nthe other guiding it,<\/p>\n
a zig-zag dance,
\nand he the impresario
\nwith his cane.
\nMy Uncle Clem,<\/p>\n
the military man
\nonce so tucked in
\nnobody
\ncould dig him out,<\/p>\n
now unable
\nto tuck himself,
\nor trust his slack
\ntongue with only<\/p>\n
what he wants it
\nto say. Yet see
\nhim smile
\nwith bunny teeth<\/p>\n
when he whispers
\nto the new girlfriend
\nhe sits beside
\nand the feeling<\/p>\n
that rises into
\nhis fingers as he not
\nquite touches
\nher white hair,<\/p>\n
arriving despite himself
\nout in the open,
\nhis little death
\nbringing him to life.\n
<<\/span> I Praise My Mother …<\/a><\/p> <\/div>\n<\/div>\n <\/div>\n <\/div>\n The Unfastening<\/a> ><\/span><\/p> <\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n Clem’s Stroke A silent lightning cracked him in two, one leg dangling a foot that can’t feel the floor when he walks, the other guiding it, a zig-zag dance, and he the impresario with his cane. My Uncle Clem, the military man once so tucked in nobody could dig him out, now unable to tuck […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7698,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"builder_content":"\n