COMING TO CHURCH
by Tom Goff
The pink of her blouse
pairs with his powder-blue
shirt. He won't leave the house
without her coming too.
Like his hair, hers is white-
woven gray, but more feathered.
His, a bit infant-fine, slight-
ly blacker, less weathered.
late, they crabstep cramped aisles
as his smoothly stained cane,
rubber-tipped, taps small miles.
Their slow, delicate strain
towards alignment declares,
Time may take what it takes.
they accept folding chairs
in one posture of aches.
Her slim jawline's the bearer
of tautness-prepared for
her part as the carer,
and his as the cared-for.
Art by
Jane
Anderson
Tom Goff lives in Carmichael,
California. He is an instructional assistant at the American River College
Reading Center. He is married to poet and artist Nora Staklis. Tom is an
editor and reviewer for Poetry Now, and has had poems published or
accepted recently by: Poetry Depth Quarterly, Tule Review, One Dog Press,
Ekphrasis, Convolvulus, Perihelion, Poetry Now and the American River
Review.
July - August - September
- 2002 , page
29. |
