Poetry by Milton Rogovin
My Theme Boy

From the Appalachia photo series, 1962-1987
His land is dying
You can see it
in his eyes.
The mines are closing
This too is in his eyes
Look into his eyes
They will tell you lots -- lots more
Of mountain tops - stripped and gouged
Of streams polluted
Of fish destroyed.
Remember, America
This should be
This must be
The land of opportunity and equality
for all
Including this little boy.
Jose
What a great idea!
to record your love life –
Not on a ream of paper
like a lovesick poet
Not on canvas
like an amateur painter
No, no, none of that nonsense –
Here on his left breast –
a tattoo of Lydia
And Wanda on his right breast –
Hilda and lots of others –
nameless on arms and legs.
Perhaps if you turn around
we can see you other conquests.
Tell me, Jose
"What’ll you do when you run out of space?"
