elegy in a minor key
old piano
stacked with magazines
and dust
how he would get drunk
play and sing, “I did it my way”
at his funeral
no one even mentioned
D-Day
unspoken legacy
… of pain
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I appreciate especially your remembrance of June 6, 1944 and the tension between the stanzas
The two stanzas get to the heart quickly and simply. Well crafted!
I love how each stanza illuminates the other: thinking about how “my way” and pain can go together
You got it.
So well said!
Man! That last stanza!
So very moving and haunting.