Steven H. Leitch, Utah
resident since 1973, has been a member of the Utah State Poetry
Society(UTSPS) for over 15 years. He has had poetry published in Utah Sings,
Panorama, Poet Tree, and The Deadeye News (an Army publication), various online
poetry sites and has received numerous local and national poetry recognitions
and awards. He resides with his wife, Deanna, in West Jordan and is a current UTSPS
board member serving as our mailing coordinator. A veteran of the
United States Air Force (1969-1973), he graduated from Weber State College
(1978), where he received a BS degree in Art and Photography. He also served in the US Army Reserve from
1979-2009 as an Army photographer, journalist, public affairs specialist and
first sergeant. In 2013 he retired from the University of Utah’s School of
Medicine, where he served as a staff photographer for 37 years.
Hailstones by Steven Leitch
Crumpled
sheets of paper like hailstones
cover
most of the walking area of the tent floor.
Empty
paper coffee cups and ashtrays
full
of half-smoked cigarettes litter
the
table by his old Royal typewriter.
He
sleeps on the cot nearby, and dreams
of
Coney Island.
He
smells the cotton candy,
can
almost taste its sweet, fluffy nectar.
He
is far from this tent, this country, this war.
The
boom of close artillery
rocks
him back to reality.
He
gets ups and starts again.
It’s
his duty to write home
to
the parents of boys killed
in
his company,
a
skill not taught at West Point.
Having
been in-country for three months,
he
hardly knew his officers,
let
alone his soldiers.
Now
here he is in his hooch,
pecking
out words on his old Royal
to
comfort the family of a son,
to
people he will never see,
about
a soldier he hardly knew.
The
rattle of the AK-47* is very much like
the
tap of that old typewriter. Clack, Clack,
Clack!
Paper
ripping from its carriage sounds like
the
launch of a mortar. Ziiipp!
Hail
storms in Vietnam?
*AK-47-Russian made automatic rifle,
extensively used by the Viet Cong during the Vietnam Conflict-because of its
construction it emitted a recognizable clacking sound.
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