‘Milkman’ by Tom Sexton
On this snowy night, from Alaska comes a poem with a snowy owl, courtesy of our desk in the West manned by Tom Sexton. Here’s a Lowell memory for our readers. For those who don’t know, Tom Sexton is a distinguished alumnus of Lowell High School and former Poet Laureate of Alaska, as well as author of a short shelf of books.—PM
The sound of a truck door sliding
open before the sun hit cobblestone,
footsteps on our narrow backstairs
light as a cat’s, a ghost’s, then
the bell-like sound of empty bottles
being picked up and replaced with
two regular and one homogenized
by a man who never failed to deliver,
a joke milkmen shared with each other.
He would appear even in the worst snow
storm of the year with his truck’s lights
glowing like the eyes of a snowy owl.
—Tom Sexton (c) 2013