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1 My father was a sailor. 2 Nearly fifty years between us. 3 Images of his wandering life suspended like ornaments. 4 Living room is green: objects just as carefully ordered as before. 5 Perhaps a generation had been lost, some intermediate father, who would throw a ball, be at that median point, a balance. 6 I would have told him that love can keep the bonds of trust intact despite the changes, but that would have violated his sense of what must be shown more than said. 7 My father was a sailor. 8 In time the distance that had grown between us at least became clearer: compounded of two stubborn wills and his knowledge that his son, his only son, was better at books than with the tools on the wall. 9 The ‘stuff’ of life, the complexity of father and son, the promise left from a long walk on the beach, talking about the ambiguities inherent in a sense of self. 10 In grief there are always temptations. 11 Love as the hope of some mutual resolution. Loss as the absolute removal of even the uncertainty of its fulfillment. 12 My father was a sailor. |
JOHN ELSBERG |
from Sailor ISBN 0 903610 23 X Next poem Previous poem |
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