letra de serving with gideon - william stafford
now i remember: in our town the druggist
prescribed coca-cola mostly, in tapered
glasses to us, and to the elevator
man in a paper cup, so he could
drink it elsewhere because he was black
and no i remember the legion—gambling
in the back room, and no women but girls, old boys
who ran the town. they were generous
to their sons or the sons of friends
and of course i was almost one
i remember winter light closing
its great blue fist slowly eastward
along the street, and the dark then, deep
as war, arced over a radio show
called the thirties in the great old u.s.a
look down, stars—i was almost
one of the boys. my mother was folding
her handkerchief; the library seethed and sparked;
right and wrong arced; and carefully
i walked with my cup toward the elevator man
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