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
- One Night, The Fukien Robbers poem – Yang Wan-Li poems | Poetry Monster
- Native Moments. by Walt Whitman
- Worry by Mridula Makkuni
- Николай Гумилев – Ночь
- The Star by Sara Teasdale
- On Certain Ladies poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- For Sidney Bechet by Philip Larkin
- The Child and the Mariner by William Henry Davies
- Василий Казин – Не потому ль к любви вселенской
- ah poor moon by Raj Arumugam
- Николай Заболоцкий – Как мыши с котом воевали
- Михаил Лермонтов – Всевышний произнес свой приговор
- I am the earthworm, Lord of the Underworld by Raj Arumugam
- Sculpture of Debris on the Waterfront by Martina Reisz Newberry
- Snake eggs by Victor A. Bueno M.
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