Different Slants

Seeing the World from a New Angle

Christmas from the Outside…Looking In…by Robert M. Katzman

Filed under: Uncategorized — Bob at 10:54 am on Tuesday, December 13, 2022

© December 13, 2022

 

I know what Christmas sounds like

So many songs

Written especially

 To bring tears

Tug your heart

Make a person feel

That magic is possible

*

I listened to these

Sentimental cheery songs

Inside my wooden newsstand

After a powerful local

Chicago politician

Who said that I

Somehow

Reminded him of himself

Meaning

“Hustling to make a Buck”

Not knowing I was a runaway

Seeking sanctuary

While making pennies on a newspaper

And he pulled some strings

And gave me electricity

And a radio

In 1966

Magic!

*

When no sane soul would

Be on the frozen streets

And my sliding window

Fogged up from my breath

I heard about Sleighs and Reindeer,

Mysterious Mistletoe

Before I ever kissed a girl

*

From a crack in my roof

Melting snow seeping

I felt icy-cold drops

Falling on my head

My ancient black steel

Smoking kerosene heater

Slowly poisoning me

And the Christmas music

Would play on

*

My stacks of Chicago Sun-Times

Chicago Daily News

Chicago Tribune

The Daily Defender

The New York Times

Small stacks then

 Towering stacks

 In my unknown future

All held down against

Chicago’s fierce icy wind by

Heavy rusty steel clamps

Stolen in the dark

From the

Illinois Central Railroad

*

A self-employed

Sophomore in high school

Living two lives

Anonymous in my school’s hallways

While aggressively

Stopping thieving Truck Drivers

Who called me a “kike”

From stealing my newspapers

No concept of

“a day off”

No ambition to be something

No idea about where

Time might take me

*

Christmas music

For a time

Offered me the illusion

Of kindness, of warmth

Of family

When I had no real “family”

Or any gifts under a tree

But for me

A Jewish boy

No tinseled tree existed

*

Standing in frozen slush

Selling newspapers at Midnight

I didn’t imagine any “Santa”

But the endless mesmerizing

Christmas songs

Gave me a glow

A sense there was a chance

That good things could happen

That love would find me

That I was better than

What I had to do right now

To eat, to live

That I would rise

Someday, somehow

*

I think Christmas reminds me

About when I first fell in love

Like falling into

A volcano of ecstasy

Where being with that girl

Was the reason I was born

That nothing else mattered

That anything was possible

That the glow would last forever

And even though I am old now

Christmas reminds me

Of when I first fell in love

And the world was

Perfect

***

Wherever you are

Whatever you are,

Whomever you love

Merry Christmas!

***

 

Publishing News!

(Currently seeking representation as a speaker/poet for hire)

Bob Katzman’s two new true Chicago books are now for sale, from him!
Vol. One: A Savage Heart and Vol. Two: Fighting Words

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Please visit my new website: http://www.dontgoquietlypress.com
If a person doesn’t want to use PayPaI, I also have a PO Box & I ship anywhere in America.

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Here’s complete information on how to buy my books:

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Don’t Go Quietly Press
PO Box 44287
Racine, Wis. 53404-9998 (262)752-3333, 8AM–7PM

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My two latest books are available in the Racine Wis Public Library. Both books are labeled: 921 KAT. ROB on their spines, in autobiography Dept.

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9 Comments »

Comment by Lynda Rosemark

December 13, 2022 @ 11:28 am

Happy Hanukkah Bob

Comment by bernard white

December 13, 2022 @ 11:36 am

just beautiful. you are one amazing human being, Bob!

Comment by Jim Payne

December 13, 2022 @ 12:25 pm

And all before you kissed a girl.

Comment by Donald W. Larson

December 13, 2022 @ 1:46 pm

Bob,

Thank you for your insight.

It may be difficult to grasp how many other people suffered as you describe around the world for centuries.

Life is filled with many questions about why things are the way they are. It seems there is no solution except by the individuals who decide to create better outcomes for themselves.

You survived and carry your voice forward.

Thank you, my long-time friend!??

Happy Hanukkah, Bob?

Comment by Donald W. Larson

December 13, 2022 @ 1:47 pm

Bob,

Thank you for your insight.

It may be difficult to grasp how many other people suffered as you describe around the world for centuries.

Life is filled with many questions about why things are the way they are. It seems there is no solution except by the individuals who decide to create better outcomes for themselves.

You survived and carry your voice forward.

Thank you, my long-time friend!??

Happy Hanukkah, Bob?

Comment by Sheri Bortz

December 13, 2022 @ 7:30 pm

This is so evocative. Love it Bob.

Comment by David Griesemer

December 13, 2022 @ 9:47 pm

He outlived that Chicago politician, those thieving truck drivers, and maybe even that girl.
But not slush and snow.

Still, good things did happen. Love did find him. He was indeed better than what he had to do. And he did rise.

Christmas magic? That’s when a world of frozen streets and poison smoke seems perfect. Because a radio played back-up to your first crush.

Comment by Brad Dechter

December 14, 2022 @ 10:39 am

Bob,
Can I suggest you rewrite this or redesign it so your prose lays out in the shape of a Christmas Tree?
Other than that, good stuff! Thanks for sharing.
A get a sense of fulfillment, like yours, from the happiness the season brings- I’m glad your volcanic ecstasy is what it is!
Happy Hanukkah to you and your loved ones!
Happy Holiday Season to you all also!
Hugs,
Brad

Comment by bruce matteson

December 21, 2022 @ 8:38 am

This season should be so joyous for you and Nancy!

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