Ivory: A Time Machine Poem

The wedding bands gleamed on their fingers

when Momma, Aunt Sophronia, and Grandma

sat on the front steps of Bradner, Ohio,

and combed each other’s hair.

Aunt Sophronia’s hair

was the color of burnished cobwebs.

She sat at the top, and she combed Lena

Bernice’s hair, which was the color of faded tinsel . . . Lena Bernice

 

who was really Grandma,

combed Momma’s hair, and braided it,

while Momma held the cat, Uncle Theophilus,

Every Monday morning

they ran barefoot on the wet grass

to the wash house, and did the washing,

and hung their dresses in the sun

until the dark calico bleached

into Resurrection lilies.

 

Every Tuesday, after they drank their breakfast tea,

they put on the long dresses, the dresses

of faded hollyhocks and brown calico,

and sat on the front steps and combed each other’s hair.

And once,Grandpa walked across the street

from the yard -goods store, and took this picture.

c. Elizabeth Ann James Shiblaq, 2013

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