Not Hearing

Not hearing The old Canadian poet of Jewish ancestry tall and elegant, wore his hat in a jaunty slant reminded me of Alfred, my imagined father the poet had a winning personality. Remember the comma, they told me and write about love, beautiful women and wine. I used to wear a six-pence; Alfred made fun of me learn to play the harmonica, he said and leave your depressing poems; that was long time ago before the Canadian was famous.