Beulah's smile

I recall her

warm hands holding mine

encircling

six year old white boy

she called me Billy

 

am I the last

remembering her?

Beulah’s smile

catching the sunlight

she called me Billy

 

no, not the last 

surely her children 

sing of her 

never caring that

she called me Billy

 

I know nothing

a black woman’s life

40s LA

up from the deep south

she called me Billy

 

pale child’s Dilsey

holding centred love

not moaning

sound and fury songs

she called me Billy

 

when I am gone

and my children ask

who is she?

they now will know that 

I called her Beulah

Paul Levy

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