Tuesday, January 7, 2014

WHEN  DEATH  TAKES  OVER 

A Poem for Today - January 7, 2014






Memory of my Father

Every old man I see
Reminds me of my father
When he had fallen in love with death
One time when sheaves were gathered.

That man I saw in Gardner Street
Stumbled on the kerb was one,
He stared at me half-eyed,
I might have been his son.

And I remember the musician
Faltering over his fiddle
In Bayswater, London,
He too set me the riddle.

Every old man I see
In October-coloured weather
Seems to say to me:
"I was once your father." 

© Patrick Kavanagh [1904-1967]

Picture: Igor Pereira Fotobrafo -Jan. 2014

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