Life, 1963
—Others found out other ways
At school, perhaps in science class
The vice principal’s porous voice
Pausing on the PA system
At work, perhaps on a sales call
A secretary rushing by
Waving a transistor radio
Or at home, perhaps serving tea
Neighbors in the living room
Silenced by the TV news
Three years pass, six years old
Digging through drawers
In my parents’ back room
I find the black-eyed magazine
Inside, its frozen tableaux
—The car, the street, the plaza
His elbows jerking up like wings
Me, alone, when the news hits home
His pink wife crawling away
New South, 2008