Father's Grave
Her father lifted his old gray head and said to her
"daughter you will be alone"
She was trembling with anger and it was hard to hear him
"You will be alone, all your life if you drive that man away"
Her father walked to the sink and washed his cup
"release your bitter anger" he advised her
"you have been a sharp tounged girl since you were born it does not serve"
She dropped her head, unwilling, unable
punishment was her magic
humiliation was her power
At 33 she could not recover could not soften
"He will hit the wall and walk away" her father said, turning to her
"never' she said, although her heart quaked, her deepest fear
and yet
she could not stop
three years later she knelt and wept at her fathers grave
tapping, tapping, tapping the ground in sorrow
wanting to hit, wanting to rage
burning in her heart the bitter anger
she lived for
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