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Editor's Note



Three Poems
by Kenneth Pobo

1963, Villa Park, Illinois
We’re watching The Dick Van Dyke Show.  Rob trips
over the ottoman.  Laura and Milly discuss
events on Bonny Meadow Road.  Afterwards,
my parents walk uptown and I play whiffle ball
with the neighbor boys, porchlights on.  April
Stevens and Nino Tempo sing “Deep Purple”
on WLS--I think that’s the neatest song
I’ve ever heard.  My parents return and ask
have I finished my homework.  I say I have. 
They know I’m lying but, as Andy Taylor said on
The Andy Griffith Show, “Daylight is precious
when you’re a young one.”  Two months later,
the president is murdered.  We’re dismissed.
We walk home or get picked up.  I catch a cold. 
While dad takes mom to church, I sniffle alone
on the couch, see Ruby kill Oswald-- 
the face contorts,
the body drops. 
When I hear dad drive in, I tell him what I saw. 
4 days of a death and funeral.  Then school
and Lucy trying to outfox Mr. Mooney.
Dad back at work.  Mom avoiding
the Fuller Brush man.  Christmas shopping.

Days of 1967
7th graders slap
flower decals on notebooks.
When I walk down a hall,
they go after me: crewcutted,
don’t I know The Beatles
wear it long?  Why aren’t I with it? 
A stupid faggot, that’s why—
they slam me into lockers,
follow me.  I’m too ashamed
to tell my parents.  Maybe
I’m a door seen in the distance. 
I come home, see clothes
flapping on our line, ride
my bike uptown.  Already
it’s getting dark.

Can Do
At the flea market
I search through 50
cent albums
find Bill Anderson’s
I Can Do Nothing Alone 
on the cover Bill
looks up piously
as if making
every effort not to think
about sex
or his next song
about cheating lovers
who can do nothing

Kenneth Pobo had a chapbook published in 2013 by Eastern Point Press called Placemats. The editors of Broadkill Review nominated one of his poems this year for a Pushcart. He teaches creative writing and English at Widener University in Pennsylvania.

Copyright 2014, © Kenneth Pobo. This work is protected under the U.S. copyright laws. It may not be reproduced, reprinted, reused, or altered without the expressed written permission of the author.