My Father’s Hats
by Mark Irwin
Sunday mornings I would reach
high into his dark closet while standing
on a chair and tiptoeing reach
higher, touching, sometimes fumbling
the soft crowns and imagine
I was in a forest, wind hymning
through pines, where the musky scent
of rain clinging to damp earth was
his scent I loved, lingering on
bands, leather, and on the inner silk
crowns where I would smell his
hair and almost think I was being
held, or climbing a tree, touching
the yellow fruit, leaves whose scent
was that of clove in the godsome
air, as now, thinking of his fabulous
sleep, I stand on this canyon floor
and watch light slowly close
on water I can’t be sure is there.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Feeling Lucky to Be Irish
- 9 Types of Lovers – The Twisted Version
- The Rupaiyat of Omar Kal’vin by Rudyard Kipling
- Coconut by Paul Hostovsky
- Dedication To A Book Of Stories Selected From The Irish Novelists by William Butler Yeats
- Her Epitaph by William Strode
- Youth
- Алексей Толстой – В альбом (Стрелок, на той поляне)
- If you love the life by Vinko Kalinić
- Faithless Nelly Gray by Thomas Hood
- “Veruca Salt…” by Roald Dahl
- Владимир Маяковский – Да здравствует 5-й год советской власти, утвердившейся в октябре! (Главполитпросвет №397)
- The Investiture by Siegfried Sassoon
- Child In Red by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Old Deuteronomy by T. S. Eliot
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Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
