Considering Flight
Question For My Father Who Lives
Alone
What if you and I were walking one day
and you said,
Can you smell the sap?
And I did?
What if you said,
The wind is brisk. It has a bite.
And I said,
Let's go inside?
What if you said,
Sit at this table.
Here are my friends,
here and here and here,
and I touched each hand?
What if you said,
I will die now.
And I said,
Yes.
And you closed your eyes?
From Considering Flight, Brass Weight Press, 2006
