Among His Effects We Found A Photograph

By Alison December 11, 2009 No Comments 1 Min Read

My Mother is beautiful as a flapper
She is so in love
that she has been gazing
secretly at my father
for forty years.
He’s in uniform,
with puttees and swagger stick,
a tiny cork mustache
bobbing above a shore line of teeth.
They are “poor but happy.”
In his hand is a lost book
he had memorized,
with a thousand clear answers
to everything.

Ed Ochester

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