My Father’s Victory Garden: 1945
Once a farmer's meadow, this plot of urban land beyond the shadows of the Lutheran church, a few blocks above the homes that stretched in long rows of red bricking, each identical, designed for new fathers, like my father, in their prime; a plot of earth where families could grow their green produce, save their ration points in times of world war; and there my father, who was blind in one eye, could do his part to defeat Axis hordes; could dig and hoe weekends, nights after work, wage war against rot and blight, Jimson weed and grub, for carrots and beets, corn and onions (yellow globe, Springfield white) to keep his new family well fed and free, while his brother, cousins, dug in to fight in jungles and farmer's fields overseas.
Assisted Care, Arcadia, PA
My mother walks among walking dreams where each forgets a piece of her life each day as she lets slip her own. There’s Maureen, who speaks to us in code, every word displaced, askew, yet everything would all come clear if only the key to the code could be found; and Anne entrapped in Arbor Green—she fears the shadows and echoes resounding down the hall from Purple Grove, where her neighbors reside, along with Mom and others like Kate who now hides behind the couch to escape Lorraine who taught elementary school, teaching again each day for Mom and Kate (or whoever else is caught in the commons room), gathering love, esteem from her boys and girls, sheltered together, safe from the world outside, sealed inside her dream.
A member of the Dramatists Guild, J. Weintraub has had one-act plays and staged readings produced throughout the world. He has published fiction, essays, and poetry in all sorts of literary places, from The Massachusetts Review to New Criterion, from Prairie Schooner to Modern Philology. He has been an Around-the-Coyote poet and a StoneSong poet, and, as a translator he has introduced the Italian horror writer Nicola Lombardi to the English speaking-public and his annotated translation of Eugène Briffault’s Paris à table: 1846 was published by Oxford University Press in 2018. More at https://jweintraub.weebly.com/