Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Grandmother's Plot

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Grandmother’s Plot


Ella, she was my grandfather’s second wife, the first was a drunk, and she one day up and left—and that was for the best. Both came early on in life for Grandpa, who was ten-years older than Ella. And she gave my grandfather nine-children, nine-children, two stillborn, dead, and then she became dead To no ones surprise and she too was buried in the cemetery nearby. But little of that story is ever told, perhaps too old for anyone to remember. The two of them lie somewhere now, in separate cemeteries.

I don’t know what’s carved on her gravestone—never have known; as though it was by someone’s design—untold, never to be told, buried in some remote corner, if not hidden in that cemetery plot: as if she didn’t belong. And at that, I write this poem.


No: 2694 (5-18-2010) Dedicated to Ella Siluk

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