"Elegy, Father's Day"

A weekly poem, read by the author.
Oct. 2 2007 7:22 AM

"Elegy, Father's Day"

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From above, baseball diamonds look even more beautiful, the pitcher's mound

a bright cataract.
The river wavers

its own way—see
where once it snaked.

Shine me like a light.

Ladies & Gentlemen, we are flying
just above turbulence.

The roads like centipedes,
their flailing feet.

How many, thousands,
to fall.

Below, parcels & acres blur
like family plots.

100 knots.

Cities bright
in the blinding dawn.