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
- Eclogue VI by Virgil
- At The Wedding March poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Sandys Ghost ; A Proper Ballad on the New Ovid’s Metamorphosis poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Николай Карамзин – Гимн
- Владимир Гиляровский – Белоснежные туманы
- Justification by William Strode
- Sonnet 31: Thy bosom is endearèd with all hearts by William Shakespeare
- Destiny poem – Zubair Ahmad Parray poems | Poetry Monster
- Ballad on Mr. Heron’s Election—No. 3 by Robert Burns
- Шекспир – Чтобы стихи, рожденные когда-то – Сонет 38
- Silence
- In A Garden by Sara Teasdale
- Flowers notebook
- Handy Man by Shel Silverstein
- Marks Of Disrespect by Graham Rowlands
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