The Poetry Show: AT the Movies 2

 

 

Enlighten Radio Presents

 

The Movie was a Poem

 

 

Ishmael Reed's Mirrors, MIchael Palmer's silent star, the Wicked Errol Flynn, "Come, let’s go in."

Wednesday's 10 AM Eastern, http://player.enlighenradio.org

Hosts: Janet Harrison, John Case

This Episode Recorded April 16, 2025

My Wicked, Wicked Ways

by Sandra Cisneros

 

This is my father.
See? He is young.
He looks like Errol Flynn.
He is wearing a hat
that tips over one eye,
a suit that fits him good,
and baggy pants.
He is also wearing
those awful shoes,
the two-toned ones
my mother hates.
Here is my mother.
She is not crying.
She cannot look into the lens
because the sun is bright.
The woman,
the one my father knows,
is not here.
She does not come till later.
My mother will get very mad.
Her face will turn red
and she will throw one shoe.
My father will say nothing.
After a while everyone
will forget it.
Years and years will pass.
My mother will stop mentioning it.
This is me she is carrying.
I am a baby.
She does not know
I will turn out bad.

 

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