Poem http://aspenpublicradio.org en Poem: For My Father http://aspenpublicradio.org/post/poem-my-father <p><strong>FOR MY FATHER</strong></p><p>My father said everything</p><p>when he whistled his way home</p><p>in the dust of a square evening,</p><p>that held the trail of a shooting star&nbsp;</p><p>in the violet sky.</p><p>A Peter Pan in work boots,&nbsp;</p><p>his cap set cocked-back,</p><p>his one-seeing eye tangoing&nbsp;</p><p>to the tune of “It’s Only Make Believe, I Love You”</p><p>above the crunch of gravel underfoot.</p><p>He should have moved to the Crazy Mountains</p><p>worn a bowler</p><p>learned to play the viola&nbsp;</p><p>Instead, he drew the bow of a welder</p> Wed, 23 Apr 2014 19:05:27 +0000 Laurie James 17469 at http://aspenpublicradio.org Poem: For My Father Poem: Mnemosyne Forgets http://aspenpublicradio.org/post/poem-mnemosyne-forgets <p>The long bowed wood left marks on the hardwood floor,</p><p>so we tried to keep the rocker on a rug.</p><p>It didn't work and every house would have these streaks</p><p>where our rocking had stripped wax off.</p><p></p><p>Memory is a hesitant thing,</p><p>a thing best left on shelves for rainy days.</p><p>What troubles me is remembering,</p><p>remembering August ninth-</p><p>nineteen ninety five.</p><p>A boundary day, a before and after day.</p><p></p><p>He wasn't just a guitar player missing the upper bird digits of his wing-ed finger.</p> Wed, 05 Mar 2014 16:36:46 +0000 Don McIver 15097 at http://aspenpublicradio.org Poem: Mnemosyne Forgets