Sunday, May 8, 2022

The Sixth Poem


 Aleksei, Russian National Painter during Golden Autumn


The Sixth Poem May 8, 2022

Generations: sometimes they collide.

They live many miles apart, but meet

for special occasions like graduations.

The grandfather learns new things.

They’re being taught to care, a new

concept embraced in academia. Why

doesn’t he understand me? The

grandmother and grandfather are

both exhausted after the long drive

up the mountain. The son has other

things on his mind, and he has work

to do: a deadline coming. Both men

grow impatient. The grandmother

listens to both. When she leaves

the room, their fight intensifies,

and the grandfather walks out.

Family dynamics are often

difficult, Can we make up this rift?

Maybe.

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