1918; Max reads Charles Reznikoff's poem
About the shopgirls leaving work
So the rats and roaches can begin their shifts
Reznikoff's family makes hats. Sometimes
Reznikoff sells them. Max makes coats.
On her day off, a shopgirl -- I see her
As tall and thin and talkative, moving
Rapidly or not at all -- could wear
A Reznikoff hat and a Max-made coat;
My other grandfather, Joe
Could make a watch for her. No;
It's 1918 and Joe is in the army. His father
Juda will have to make it and sell it
From his shop on a street that will disappear
Thirty years later to make an approach
To the Brooklyn Battery Tunnel. Still
We in 1918 could care less; we're thinking
Of that tall shopgirl and wondering
What, if anything, she's wearing
Besides a coat and a hat and a watch.
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