Charles Uzor by Raymond Antrobus - Poems | Academy of American Poets

sits across from me / and passes a photo of his son, pointing out

sits across from me and passes a photo of his son, pointing out our somewhere-around-the-eyes resemblance, and in this tall son with dark curled hair, I see my own unfathered-form and so Charles Uzor becomes my newest father and there is so much catching up to do. I tried to fix my marriage and still it collapsed, I tell him, my whole family has a new frame. Charles Uzor’s face listens dignified by his spectacles and the sunlit window. There is a marble table between us. On the back of his seat rests his walking stick and with all his serious years he cracks a joke, pulls a grin…

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