Saturday, September 05, 2015
Styles of Delivery
Milkmen
My brother sang Blueberry Hill for
the Sealtest Dairy's Christmas Party.
Their auditorium, and every kid got
a present from a roaming Santa.
Except me.
They didn't know I was coming
Still, made me sad, but a milkman was there
the next morning with a metal replica of
a Sealtest delivery van with a little milkman
inside.
Even now I see him coming up our stairs.
The human one.
So I play milkman several times, but my Uncle
Bill is one, from another dairy, and with a horse!
He enters our route with clops and the rattle of
of bottles.
Then the smaller clicks of bottles in his carrier as
he runs from the wagon, and the horse, a gray,
moves on at varied speeds, or stops for him to load
twin carriers.
A ballet that ends at Curran's Old Fashioned, which he
helps open while the horse chomps meditatively in a
bag of oats, gray in the still-gray light.
Labels: between man and horse, horse, milk delivery, milkman
