Poem: 7-4-60 (by Mitch Sisskind)

Southworks
There was a park near this power plant where picnics took place. The cleared area beyond the plant was once occupied by a huge steel mill.


7-4-60

 

To the
South Side, to Bessemer Park —

In the
shadow of the electric plant

They set up
a card table, played

Pinochle
and listened to the ballgame.

Little
talking, only the barked-out bids,

‘Three
fifty!’ — while Bertha Zebelman

Et alia essayed the game of Kaluki.

 

In the
distance at the tail end

Of the lake
stood the steel mills

In russet
mantle clad: US Steel,

Republic
Steel, Wisconsin Steel.

Whistles sounding
no matter

The holiday,
with clanging and banging

Also sometimes
heard.

 

‘Three
fifty!’ ‘Four hundred!’ Four fifty!’

‘For
God’s sake, Julius!’ Hour upon hour

Until at
last as shadows lengthened

Al Farber spoke:
‘Last hand!’ Others

Then took
up the cry. ‘Last hand! Last hand!’

The women’s
game finished, the ballgame

Ended and
that fall JFK succeeded Ike.