Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY FATHER, by BEULA CHAMBERLAIN First Line: They tell me that I have this gift from you Last Line: Writing a poem upon the window-sill. Subject(s): Fathers; Poetry & Poets; Writing & Writers | ||||||||
They tell me that I have this gift from you Of writing phrases in a rhythmic way; They tellbut words so often are untrue I've come to question everything they say. Of course we've heard exactly how it's done: The germ-cells, chromosomes, and all, you know. (It would be funny, if it were not sad To have them prove how this and that is so.) But, since the end's the same in either case, Here is a tale I think will please you more: My old soul, rested from its heaven-sleep, Came groping back for flesh to build a door, And having dreamed, perhaps, a bit too long, And being very full of rhythm still, Was glad to find you in my mother's house Writing a poem upon the window-sill. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CELL, SELECTION by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 126: THE DOUBTING MAN by LYN HEJINIAN WAKING THE MORNING DREAMLESS AFTER LONG SLEEP by JANE HIRSHFIELD COMPULSIVE QUALIFICATIONS by RICHARD HOWARD DEUTSCH DURCH FREUD by RANDALL JARRELL LET THEM ALONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS BUT TODAY by BEULA CHAMBERLAIN |
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