Poet Charles S. Fradin briefly visited Somerville in the in the late fall of 2012. He spent a summer at Yaddo in Saratoga Springs as a young man. He decided to share a poem with us.
I had seen your face, fallen from unhappiness
A daily guest who became a lodger.
In coming to crosses in time
Where thoughts and actions diverge
Your appearance showed a great consistency.
Each day I tried to shake you from my person
Like the froth of children’s’ toys broken
Overflowing a fatigued plastic container.
You would pop up and out like charred toast
Forcing the lid open
Refusing to re-enter the circus box
Constructed for my well being.
Thievery brought you to the corner crease of my bedding
Where I would lay my head
To pray that tomorrow
The stars would align for my behalf
This being both untrue and selfish.
– Charles S. Fradin
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