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Alcoholic

Alcoholic

By Judson Jerome

My father (didn’t everybody’s?) drank—
the Dread Disease, plague of his generation,
and we were patient, swallowed down his spite,
and understood him as he thrashed and sank,
and all forgave (of, life means brief duration!).
And all refrained from saying wrong or right.
We knew, in dry, bright Oklahoma City,
the only cure for drink was love and pity.
We knew the flesh was frail, with delicate breath,
and so indulged each other into death.

But when he dared me—cursing me, demanding,
and shuffling, scrawnily, down halls of the mind,
sagging his jaw, speaking with tongue gone blind,
should I have answered him with understanding?
he cannot help the things he does, we said.
(He grinned and snitched a ten and drove off, weaving.)
His heart, we said, is spotless—but his head
disturbed. (Late I would hear him: racketing, heaving.)

Years after he was gone I think I saw
how we insulted him, drove him along:
his spirit we called nerves, said nerves were raw—
denied his holy sanction to be wrong.
The sonofabitch (God bless him) drank and died
because we understood away his pride.

Prairie Schooner, Vol. 34, No. 1 (Spring 1960), p. 53

Biography

Judson Jerome

Judson Jerome was an American scholar, poet, and literary critic who wrote the Writer’s Digest poetry column for thirty years.

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