Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Shadows (Poem)

Shadows
(For Dad)

He calls me to his room
when I fall into silence
instead of

putting myself on the line
in the company of peers.
As I enter his heritage,

he puts finger to lips
and points to the shadows
where his father sits

in a threadbare chair,
reading the world
through a closed window.

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