Markings 207

My Father’s Golf Spoons

A khaki canvas bag

of wooden sticks

he shouldered across

the bare earth and stony

golf course

at Tumby Bay

raking the sand

as an auxiliary for grass

always a birdie

on the fifth

an eagle on the ninth

and who used to say

the best wood in his bag

was his pencil.

Jeff Guess

©Jeff Guess 2019