We accidentally found ourselves
Together in Hayes Town.
In the arcade destroying beings
from other worlds.
Space Invaders, Defender, Asteroids:
The talk grew from nothing
Until, the day’s noise and song:
The feast of trumpets
To go and on.
Not like your New Year or Hogmanay
It’s the year 5739. It’s 1978. He laughed
As we left the grey Hayes horizon.
We’ll eat, eat, eat.”
“This is Aunt Norma.”
Seeing an endless sea of food the table invisible
He nudged me and whispered we have to eat
Chicken with Almond Stuffing, white fish in white wine
Lekach, Matoke, Sweet Quince, Aunt Norma’s Kugel
Uncle Jack came in looks serious
My 14 years a nothingness.
Uncle Jack ate like man after a day’s labour
And began to regale with anecdotes, jokes, and story
And closed with its us Jews
Who put the ‘Oy’ in joy.