Daniel Nelson Poet I do not know?

(megive; Anothercummings

(megive; anothercummings
it’s a feeling to see a book fade: 
	ink washed out, pages wilted, 
		with scoffingsmellsofoldmustsandshalls. 

and it’s a bad memory when
remembered daddy forgot 
to play football and you 
	moved away fromhisdoominglove. 
		is every memory really seen 
			through a forgotten father. 

Edward Estlin, tell me the truth, 
is it true your father 
	grieved through joy, 
		praised your forehead 
			and sang like sirens?
 
But such lavish questions of
a father that forgot the simple
		wispsofcackleandcaper 
			of an abandoned tyke’s love 
				are too impossible to ask.

No, to give is to have, 
	daddy’s memory isn’t my fault
		and I too have meaning.

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Carrie Richards September 4, 2009 at 8:11 AM Wow...this is so sad and heart wrenching,... a boy who needed to know love, learning it wasn't is own lacking, but that of his father.. so well done, and more touching by the cummings style..