TALKING TO ONE'S SON
Poem for Today - January 27, 2013
WHAT SHALL HE
TELL THAT SON?
A father sees a son nearing manhood.
What shall he tell that son?
“Life is hard; be steel; be a rock.”
And this might stand him for the storms
and serve him
for humdrum and monotony
and guide him
amid sudden betrayals
and tighten
him for sIack moments.
“Life is soft loam; be gentle; go easy.”
And this too might serve him.
Brutes have been gentled where lashes failed.
The growth of a frail flower in a path up
has sometimes
shattered and split a rock.
A tough will counts. So does desire.
So does a rich soft wanting.
Without rich wanting nothing arrives.
Tell him too much money has killed men
and left them
dead years before burial:
and quest of
lucre beyond a few easy needs
has twisted good enough men
sometimes
into dry thwarted worms.
Tell him time as a stuff call he wasted.
Tell him to be a fool every so often
and to have
no shame over having been a fool
yet learning
something out of every folly
hoping to
repeat none of the cheap follies
thus arriving
at intimate understanding
of a world
numbering many fools.
Tell him to be alone often and get at himself
and above all
tell himself no lies about himself,
whatever the
white Iies and protective fronts
he may use
amongst other people.
Tell him solitude is creative if he is strong
and the final
decisions are made in silent rooms. TeIl him to be different from other people
if it comes natural and easy being
different.
Let him have lazy days seeking his deeper motives.
Let him seek deep for where he is a born natural.
Then
he may understand Shakespeare and
the Wright brothers, Pasteur,
Pavlov,
Michael
Faraday and free imaginations
bringing
changes into a world resenting change.
He
wilI be IoneIy enough
to
have time for the work
he
knows as his own
© Carl Sandburg
“What Shall He Tell
That Son?”
by Carl Sandburg:
from The
People, Yes
by Carl Sandburg.
36 by Harcourt,
Brace and World, Inc.; renewed 1964 by Carl Sandburg. Reprinted by permission
of the publishers.
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