In a Poem About My Father
the image of a horse leaning over the water
may be more than a horse leaning over the water.
One must be aware
of all of the possible connotations
of the word father. A complete knowledge
is impossible but the desire towards it, admirable.
The words "I love you" may be out of place,
the way a backpack left in an airport is also out of place.
A poem about my father may require further reading,
a Biblical scholar, whole cities of interpreters.
It is perhaps better done in a painting
or in the language that a fire speaks.
Certainly the image of a man reading to his son is safe?
Father, mother, brother, and sisó
in a poem about my father,
I have fallen from a horse leaning over the water.
(by David Nielsen)
May 9th, 2017