Me, The (American) Far Field
Image by Claire Lefew
*Author's Note: After Theodore Roethke's "The Far Field".
In the pit-stop of memory missed by most the family,
Where patchwork of inverted crimson triangles,
Haunt with the stamp, resting place of ‘P’ for Pollack,
Not far away from the would-be charcoal-dump
Among the tangle of Scot-Irish twine, Slavic-sewn, broken border--
I received my American wardrobe.