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