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
- Complimentary Epigram to Mrs. Riddell by Robert Burns
- The Last Leap
- Николай Заболоцкий – Искушение
- Валерий Брюсов – Е.Т. (Кто глаза ее оправил)
- Written Upon A Blank Leaf In “The Complete Angler.” by William Wordsworth
- Sonnet LXV by William Shakespeare
- On the Idle Hill of Summer by A. E. Housman
- The Wild Goose’s Will by Mike Yuan
- Named by Stephen Dunn
- The Burning Crusade by Memphis Knight
- We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman
- nursery_rhyme_for_a_twenty_first_birthday.html
- Владимир Набоков – Воскресение мёртвых
- The Symptoms of Love by William Cowper
- CLAUDIAN’S OLD MAN OF VERONA by Abraham Cowley
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