Root Beer Float
I thought maybe I forgot how
to make one in the seven months
you’ve been gone from this earth,
but it was simple enough & to celebrate
flower planting out front was the perfect
occasion. I knew I had one of those little
cups of Blue Bell vanilla left in the freezer –
perfect, but I had to run to the Marathon
for an A&W to meet all your specifications –
just how you liked yours in one of those
old fat-stemmed smoke Duz goblets.
Let the ice cream soften enough &
you can squeeze it out of the cup. Plop.
Slide. Hold to open the A&W. Wait.
Fizz. Pour the root beer straight over.
Let it foam for a bit and then tilt
that glass to lessen the build, not too
much of a head, just enough. Add
a straw and one of the long spoons
we’ve had as long as I can remember
since we made pineapple & chocolate
sundaes in the summer on our back porch
on Pear Street. I’ll sit on the porch tonight &
enjoy it all, although half would be plenty.
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Nice tribute to your mom! I imagine you sitting on your porch just enjoying the heck out of your creation!
lovely.
This is great!
the best description of making an RBF I’ve seen: with the added ingredient of loving remembrance
Oh — that last phrase really makes this poem, which is terrific before that too.
A beautifully made poem. And both a bitter and sweet celebration and memory. I really like this.
I like how this poem is constructed. It’s an elegy that goes down easy — kind of like a root beer float.