LJ Idol Season 11: Week 4 - Impossible

Oct 26, 2019 13:37


The other day

I spoke with my grandfather-

the one

who died before my birth,

whose

voice

face

name

I don't know-

it wasn't

a conversation

so much as it was

a castigation

sieved through

the unyielding divide

of our languages

of our cultures.

My father

was one of his eight sons

and so I too

learned how to live

with one-eighth of the love

a son is due.

I didn’t learn:

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kittenboo October 26 2019, 20:33:06 UTC
This is really beautiful.

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encrefloue October 29 2019, 19:39:40 UTC
Thank you!

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adoptedwriter October 27 2019, 19:38:04 UTC
Grandparents are special people. What a fine tribute! Shalom!

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encrefloue October 29 2019, 19:40:23 UTC
Thank you! Shalom!

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halfshellvenus October 28 2019, 00:09:21 UTC
Beautiful, and so full of feeling and memories and nostalgia for what might-have-been but never quite was. What an amazing portrait of these four people and their influences in your life.

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encrefloue October 29 2019, 19:43:17 UTC
Thank you so much! I'm glad the power of the what-ifs could come across.

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elderwoodpixie October 28 2019, 00:59:57 UTC
I love the way you keep them all alive in your thoughts and activities. It's very beautiful.

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encrefloue October 29 2019, 19:43:53 UTC
Thank you so much!

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tonithegreat October 28 2019, 04:05:21 UTC
A perfect late October poem. I’ve been thinking of my grands lately too. This is so beautifully wistful.

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encrefloue October 29 2019, 19:45:44 UTC
Hadn't thought of it, but the timing really is appropriate. Thank you, friend! Here's to the grands.

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