Stop! Stop and Look Around...The Partridge Family and more...in poetry?
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Stop! Stop and Look Around...The Partridge Family and more...in poetry?

Today, Sunday, poetry continued...new section highlighted in bold at end. On a weekend when many families gather, this narrative poem looks at a family. Not a happy family. But do you agree (with Tolstoy) -- all unhappy families are unhappy in their own way? From the author of LIE, the must-read young adult novel about the aftermath of a hate crime -- from St. Martin's Press.

The Idiot Box

My father called it
the Idiot Box
like it was a nickname, or
term of endearment.
I was twelve.
He called me
Toots, a nickname,
a term of endearment.
Sometimes,   
Ignoramus.  
T.V. was always the Idiot Box.
                       *
The Idiot  Box:
knobs, broken off,
a pair of pliers plucked the channels.
The Idiot Box:
black and white,
rabbit ears,
sculpted wire coat hangers
caught the signals.
The Idiot Box:
a Buddha on a woman’s
long dresser, my mother’s dresser,
along the wall in the living room,
bowed to a pair of plaid easy chairs,
and a burnt orange couch.
In front of The Idiot Box:
my mother
peed
through
the bottom of her wheelchair
and was taken away,
a bad puppy,
out of sight.
            *
5, 7, 9 and 11,
the four channels of the Idiot Box.  
Don’t think we were far from the City.
We were the ‘Queen of the Sound,’
45 minutes from Broadway,
home of Tom Paine, author of “Common Sense,” 
a city founded by Huguenots, who fled
France and religious persecution –
New Rochelle;
an intersection of past and future,
a  T.V. antennae perched precariously
on our roof because who the hell needs
more than four channels of television, anyway?
We didn’t. 
            *
We could watch,  easy,
four or five hours of T.V. every day.
“The Courtship of Eddie’s Father.”
Families could be happy
with only a father
if they had a butler;
“The Brady Bunch.”
Fathers and mothers could remarry
if they had even numbers of girls and boys; 
Stop!  Stop!  And look around:
“The Partridge Family.”
Pile us on a bus
and we could be famous, live happy,
if we could only sing. 

Stay tuned.  More to come. Truly, author of LIE

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