At The Party Poem by RIC BASTASA

At The Party



you meet faces of an uncle
some nephews
and nieces, even a brother
after some long years
not seeing them
you notice some changes
how the uncle has grown
a beard
your nephews getting
sophisticated
on the latest craze
electrical gadgets on their
ears and even noses
you nieces on their own lingo
you do not know much
anymore
more than they do

and your brother
you counted the gap
before he came to your life
ten years
yes ten years
you stare at him
and you get a scare
how come
you do not know him much
what anger is there
how come love
has not built a bridge
between your
far souls

you offer him a bottle of beer
and greet him
'when did you arrive? '
you ask him

it is too late
his wife steals his attention
and you would have asked him some more
existential questions

like 'how is life going with you? '
they are taking leave at once
someone is sick
and dying
he had no chance telling you

the gap now you count again
is not just ten years
it is more than that
and there is no bridge
no rainbow
always this wide river
this vast space this endless sea

you miss him somehow
yet you cannot say the word
oh, these modern times
always a masterpiece of
distance of alienation
something we have not dared
and we have not conquered

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