As he waits,
the grey-haired man
smiles at his grandson
practising marching in step,
clouds prevent the sun
from gleaming on silver trumpets,
drums stay mute,
banners remain furled,
shoulders shrug
and the grey-haired man
waits
to get the bus home.
(written around 1998,previously unpublished;Louis Kasatkin has asserted his Right to be recognised as the author of this work)
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Belfast: Traditions by louis kasatkin
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I think this poem is one of your best… you can evoke so many different kinds of emotions with your simple word choices and well-chosen images… excellent!