Klei, Trish

English

Denison University

Exile Volume 42 Number 1 Article 11 1995 Old Man and the Marriage Party Trish Klei Denison University Follow this and additional works at: https://digitalcommons.denison.edu/exile  Part of the Creative Writing Commons Recommended Citation Klei, Trish (1995) "Old Man and the Marriage Party," Exile: Vol. 42 : No. 1 , Article 11. Available at: https://digitalcommons.denison.edu/exile/vol42/iss1/11 This Article is brought to you for free and open access by the English at Denison Digital Commons. It has been accepted for inclusion in Exile by an authorized editor of Denison Digital Commons. exile Old Man and the Marriage Party He totters on three wobbling Legs across the manicured lawn. He stops to wipe his etched brow With an old yellowed handkerchief. A lonely pit reaches out, beckons The cane - the man crumples. The Samaritan swoops in, Using the lifeguard grip. Body heaves, ribs shudder, Bones creak, life is leaving him. He huddles on the doorstep, Between here and where Life is easy and no more. He wants the fight to be done. The marriage party in the backyard Pays no attention, gaudy blue hats, Silk flower bouquets, wine, and baby's Breath mingles among the crowd. The old man turns toward the party, Yearning. His hat has fallen off, His left lens, cracked. He turns to The Samaritan and begs To be left alone. The party Roars on, and the old man Closes his milky blue eyes. A dark cloud drifts overhead. Trish Klei '97 25 

Old Man and the Marriage Party

https://digitalcommons.denison.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=2100&context=exile

Old Man and the Marriage Party

Abstract

Similar works

Full text

Available Versions

Denison University