Poet's Corner

What Terry Novotony Saw at Age 7

By Brent Schaeffer, Seattle

At recess he told me

how eating spaghetti-o's

he saw Sasquatch out his window.

His dad was snowblowing

the driveway on a big white day,

and as he passed the window,

carhartt coveralls disappearing in a swirl

of powder, Terry took another scoop

of starchy, sticky soup in time

to look up and see-

screaming was useless,

the glass, the roar of the machine,

and no one ever believed him-

the tall white shoulder

heavy against the house.

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