- About My Father
Back from the hospital,
two weeks after the surgeon cut
his heart apart and sewed it
back together again.
He resumes his normal life.
Fixing breakfast in the morning
for the family - bread and jam,
and coffee - then settling down
to read the paper.
Only occasionally speaking,
to express surprise at some event
- reported in the press.
- It is as if nothing has happened.
When he has truly departed
I shall remember him
as he was, here.
A man of few words, inscrutable.
Drinking black, hot coffee.
His eye steady on a world
he'd already begun to