WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:02.220 align:middle line:90% 00:00:02.220 --> 00:00:04.530 align:middle line:84% I'm going to start off by reading 00:00:04.530 --> 00:00:07.170 align:middle line:84% because I had just met someone from St Louis who grew up 00:00:07.170 --> 00:00:08.300 align:middle line:90% with me. 00:00:08.300 --> 00:00:13.140 align:middle line:84% Not with me, but in the same area that I did. 00:00:13.140 --> 00:00:15.100 align:middle line:84% So she-- I wasn't going to read this poem. 00:00:15.100 --> 00:00:17.640 align:middle line:84% So I'm going to read this poem about my mother 00:00:17.640 --> 00:00:21.210 align:middle line:84% and then read one about my father. 00:00:21.210 --> 00:00:21.960 align:middle line:90% To start off. 00:00:21.960 --> 00:00:24.830 align:middle line:90% 00:00:24.830 --> 00:00:26.720 align:middle line:90% My mother is 84 now. 00:00:26.720 --> 00:00:28.310 align:middle line:84% So I wrote this poem first and you'll 00:00:28.310 --> 00:00:30.620 align:middle line:90% learn a little bit about me. 00:00:30.620 --> 00:00:34.190 align:middle line:84% It's a kind of poem that I don't write usually, 00:00:34.190 --> 00:00:38.360 align:middle line:84% but I had to write this one for my mother. 00:00:38.360 --> 00:00:40.880 align:middle line:84% "Mother: for Dorothy Smith Marshall". 00:00:40.880 --> 00:00:44.070 align:middle line:90% 00:00:44.070 --> 00:00:45.795 align:middle line:84% "When I was growing up, she used to sit 00:00:45.795 --> 00:00:49.980 align:middle line:84% in the bathroom each and every morning smoking 00:00:49.980 --> 00:00:53.040 align:middle line:84% cool cigarettes, drinking hot coffee, 00:00:53.040 --> 00:00:55.740 align:middle line:84% reading newspapers, a hard toilet 00:00:55.740 --> 00:00:58.710 align:middle line:90% seat caressing her derriere. 00:00:58.710 --> 00:01:02.400 align:middle line:84% Reading glasses in place, serious as cancer. 00:01:02.400 --> 00:01:05.040 align:middle line:84% The way her eyes devoured everything, 00:01:05.040 --> 00:01:09.180 align:middle line:84% finished old newspapers stacked up high as her waistline 00:01:09.180 --> 00:01:13.500 align:middle line:84% when she stood proud, erect, defiant, 00:01:13.500 --> 00:01:17.850 align:middle line:84% all of 5 feet 2 inches tall in high heeled shoes. 00:01:17.850 --> 00:01:21.330 align:middle line:84% Petite, she was a pistol when she was young. 00:01:21.330 --> 00:01:24.120 align:middle line:84% Eyes blazing, boring in like bullets 00:01:24.120 --> 00:01:28.470 align:middle line:84% when her temper squeezed the trigger of her ire hard. 00:01:28.470 --> 00:01:31.170 align:middle line:84% Her rage angry scars she raised on me 00:01:31.170 --> 00:01:33.750 align:middle line:84% and my brothers backs and legs dealt out 00:01:33.750 --> 00:01:36.720 align:middle line:84% with ironing cords that hissed through the air like 00:01:36.720 --> 00:01:39.750 align:middle line:84% whips, coiled snakes about to strike. 00:01:39.750 --> 00:01:41.620 align:middle line:90% It was her mother's influence. 00:01:41.620 --> 00:01:44.520 align:middle line:84% She was scared to death of her mother, mama to me 00:01:44.520 --> 00:01:47.820 align:middle line:84% and my brother Timmy, who believed in retribution, 00:01:47.820 --> 00:01:50.160 align:middle line:84% payback, fear, to the bitter end. 00:01:50.160 --> 00:01:53.460 align:middle line:84% We watched mama slap mother around hard once or twice 00:01:53.460 --> 00:01:56.700 align:middle line:84% for some perceived transgression or indiscretion 00:01:56.700 --> 00:02:00.150 align:middle line:84% but we loved them both deeper than fear itself. 00:02:00.150 --> 00:02:04.740 align:middle line:84% Love mother, mama too because we knew we were a lot to handle. 00:02:04.740 --> 00:02:07.530 align:middle line:84% My brother and me born to do mischief 00:02:07.530 --> 00:02:11.610 align:middle line:84% in a neighborhood full of young thieves, malcontents, murderers 00:02:11.610 --> 00:02:13.170 align:middle line:90% to be, you name it. 00:02:13.170 --> 00:02:15.060 align:middle line:84% They thrived and flourished there. 00:02:15.060 --> 00:02:17.100 align:middle line:84% The good and straight we rejected out 00:02:17.100 --> 00:02:20.520 align:middle line:84% of hand as past tense, Negro, square as 00:02:20.520 --> 00:02:23.580 align:middle line:84% blocks we played with once until we wrapped our hands 00:02:23.580 --> 00:02:25.260 align:middle line:90% around straight razors. 00:02:25.260 --> 00:02:28.800 align:middle line:84% So she'd crack the whip hard, raised welts on our backs 00:02:28.800 --> 00:02:33.990 align:middle line:84% and hardening butts, legs, and arms, kept fear alive in us 00:02:33.990 --> 00:02:36.810 align:middle line:90% to keep us in line and alive. 00:02:36.810 --> 00:02:38.790 align:middle line:84% She always had books around the house, 00:02:38.790 --> 00:02:41.070 align:middle line:84% introduced me to poetry and novels, 00:02:41.070 --> 00:02:42.690 align:middle line:90% wanted to be a schoolteacher. 00:02:42.690 --> 00:02:45.250 align:middle line:84% Raising me and my brother got in the way of that 00:02:45.250 --> 00:02:49.110 align:middle line:84% and as we grew older, she left a string of glassy eyed suitors 00:02:49.110 --> 00:02:52.740 align:middle line:84% in her wake my father being the first who didn't make it 00:02:52.740 --> 00:02:54.600 align:middle line:90% all the way home. 00:02:54.600 --> 00:02:58.320 align:middle line:84% Where her sweet perfume trailed through the air like flowers 00:02:58.320 --> 00:03:01.290 align:middle line:84% blooming fresh in springtime, gardenias 00:03:01.290 --> 00:03:04.650 align:middle line:84% of lady day, sometimes jasmine or roses. 00:03:04.650 --> 00:03:07.080 align:middle line:84% It depended on her mood but there was always 00:03:07.080 --> 00:03:10.560 align:middle line:84% something about her that kept them coming back for more. 00:03:10.560 --> 00:03:14.130 align:middle line:84% Time and again, whatever she had bewitched them with, 00:03:14.130 --> 00:03:18.750 align:middle line:84% her charm maybe that could be as dazzling as the smile flashing 00:03:18.750 --> 00:03:21.840 align:middle line:84% above her sensuous walk that beckoned, 00:03:21.840 --> 00:03:24.780 align:middle line:84% her step so light she seemed to float through air, 00:03:24.780 --> 00:03:28.830 align:middle line:84% meriny yellow in skin tone, plum cushiony lips splashed 00:03:28.830 --> 00:03:31.710 align:middle line:90% bright red and full, smooth. 00:03:31.710 --> 00:03:34.830 align:middle line:84% She called herself a party girl though she was always 00:03:34.830 --> 00:03:38.490 align:middle line:84% much more than this, though she was this too. 00:03:38.490 --> 00:03:41.760 align:middle line:84% With a great sense of style, dressed to kill, cock-robin, 00:03:41.760 --> 00:03:44.730 align:middle line:84% could press pedal to the metal out on the dance floor, 00:03:44.730 --> 00:03:48.420 align:middle line:84% she caused heads to swivel on necks like spinning tops 00:03:48.420 --> 00:03:51.720 align:middle line:84% whenever she passed, her fragrance tantalizing 00:03:51.720 --> 00:03:56.100 align:middle line:84% nostrils trailing behind her like a sweet smelling invisible 00:03:56.100 --> 00:03:57.780 align:middle line:90% plume. 00:03:57.780 --> 00:04:01.800 align:middle line:84% She's in her 80s now, still sits on the toilet stool 00:04:01.800 --> 00:04:04.680 align:middle line:84% each and every morning repeating the same ritual. 00:04:04.680 --> 00:04:07.170 align:middle line:84% Only now she doesn't smoke anymore. 00:04:07.170 --> 00:04:11.160 align:middle line:84% Everybody's gone to the other side on her side of the family. 00:04:11.160 --> 00:04:14.800 align:middle line:84% Mama, her brothers, Garfield and Allan, aunts and uncles, 00:04:14.800 --> 00:04:17.640 align:middle line:84% cousins, her daddy, mine too, men her age 00:04:17.640 --> 00:04:21.779 align:middle line:84% still sniff behind her, glassy eyed whenever she honors them, 00:04:21.779 --> 00:04:23.460 align:middle line:90% when she looks their way. 00:04:23.460 --> 00:04:26.560 align:middle line:84% Still a fashion plate, the best of her time. 00:04:26.560 --> 00:04:29.130 align:middle line:84% Her smile remains dazzling, her skill 00:04:29.130 --> 00:04:32.040 align:middle line:84% to squeeze copper from a penny, squirrel away money - 00:04:32.040 --> 00:04:34.455 align:middle line:84% a survivor of the depression, she is tenacious 00:04:34.455 --> 00:04:36.810 align:middle line:90% - for rainy days. 00:04:36.810 --> 00:04:38.250 align:middle line:90% She's softer now. 00:04:38.250 --> 00:04:42.180 align:middle line:84% Tells me she loves me every time we speak over the telephone. 00:04:42.180 --> 00:04:45.270 align:middle line:84% Tells me with regret she could have done better by me, 00:04:45.270 --> 00:04:48.090 align:middle line:84% but that's hogwash because she did the best she could 00:04:48.090 --> 00:04:50.970 align:middle line:84% with what she had and that was more than enough to get us 00:04:50.970 --> 00:04:53.040 align:middle line:90% through all the madness. 00:04:53.040 --> 00:04:58.500 align:middle line:84% She is still a pistol at 81, has all her real teeth too. 00:04:58.500 --> 00:05:02.580 align:middle line:84% Has outlived all her suitors except this last one Biff 00:05:02.580 --> 00:05:07.650 align:middle line:84% who she says is slowing down at 79. 00:05:07.650 --> 00:05:10.050 align:middle line:84% She still walks with a bounce in her stride 00:05:10.050 --> 00:05:13.200 align:middle line:84% seems to still float across and through the air, 00:05:13.200 --> 00:05:17.220 align:middle line:84% her eyes blazing bore in on you still like bullets whenever 00:05:17.220 --> 00:05:19.890 align:middle line:84% she squeezes the trigger of her hot temper 00:05:19.890 --> 00:05:23.520 align:middle line:84% and I love her more than I could ever imagine. 00:05:23.520 --> 00:05:28.010 align:middle line:84% Love her far deeper than fear itself. 00:05:28.010 --> 00:05:35.000 align:middle line:90%