Anthony Michael Majahad |
Anthony Michael Majahad is an environmental chemist. He and his wife, Dorry, move from Cambridge to
Winthrop. Mentors have been Jean
Pedrick, Nina Nyhart, William Corbett, and Carol Dine; currently Susan
Donnelly. Poems have appeared in Marblehead
Magazine, Suffolk University Venture, Bagel Bard Anthologies #6 and #7 and MSPS’s Waterfront CREW Chapter Anthologies. He published online via North Shore Poetry Forum,
Ocean Blue and Muddy River.
The Reception After
“Nope,”
Nana says, in her
half
West Concord and half Carver
Yankee
accent, scythe sharp,
so
sharp that it could cut through
the
fog that would settle over
the
family’s cranberry bogs,
on
those frosty late September nights.
“Nope,
I never go over to someone’s
house
and eat after a funeral—
someone
I know always dies.”
She
picks up her fine bone china cup,
her
hands shaking from the tremors
she
has had since a young woman,
sips
her hot tea cautiously and lights-up
a
tightly tamped Camel cigarette
without
missing a beat, or spilling a drop.
“I’ve
seen it happen too many times before.”
I
never went to Nana’s wake, or her funeral.
There
must have been some sort of reception;
maybe
at her house at 1620 High Street,
the
last one at the end of the tarred road,
just
before it became the dirt road that
meandered
through the dark pines forest.
It is
almost certain that if there was food there,
no
one from our family took a bite.
I have always been touched by Anthony Majahad's poetry. Their intimate descriptions draw me in to live in their moments.
ReplyDeleteGood poem, well-observed. Humorous and poignant. Nice work, Tony! SD
ReplyDeleteI wish I had gone and visited him more often.
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