Something Wonderful

This week’s “Something Wonderful” is a lovely poem in celebration of Father’s Day.
It reminds me of dipping my hand into the pocket of my father’s overcoat when I was
a little girl and finding all sorts of treasures:

My Father’s Hats
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 a 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’m not sure is there.

Wishing all fathers of our hearts and memories a day of sunshine and joy. Write on.

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1 Response to Something Wonderful

  1. anne says:

    So so good keep writing on

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