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TO MY FATHER, by            
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 tell—but 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.





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