Poetry
Scenes Remembered, Reasons Unknown
James Thomas Hazard
A little girl wearing her winter coat
In the morning dark by her mother’s side
Old man weeping in Union Station,
A broken bottle in a bag at his feet
My father’s pale, noon-time nap face
As I tell him again that Mom is in hospital
Black boy yelling he’d done nothing wrong
As men surround him on the floor of the rink
The world’s biggest cheese in our town’s biggest store
The size of our house and cheddar, I think
Playing chess beneath the Atlantic,
Missile silos surrounding the board
Standing by gravestones and saying goodbye,
Hearing the jazz hymn of a blues harp
Sitting by the piano my mother stained gold,
The small red sun sliding down my face
James Thomas Hazard ©
2024. Used with the permission of the author.
Poetry
