Leaving a restaurant he stalls and sings
loudly and strong
to a throng of people waiting, longing
...
ice, hard as stone
- standing – in the North –
bring it South, to home,
the hearth, the heart, the home.
...
My son has a marvelous habit of telling
strangers that this very day is his birthday
and they, confused, can’t fathom the truth
...