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My Father Forgets

Poems happen quick
then get lost in the rushed
onslaught of a day and
I’ve gotten enough practice
to be able to (sometimes) see a poem
as it moves past me, as it pauses and my attention
glazes to the world around me for a breath and
the poem might as well be waving a white sign
that says, I Am A Poem in big blocky letters
because it’s that obvious. So some days
I get fooled into believing I’ll remember it.
But that’s not the way of a poem.
So here I am, hours later, frustrated,
tapping my forehead like my father does
when he can’t remember a name, as if tapping
might dislodge that name or this
poem and tumble them into our waiting hands.
But They Don’t Come Back.
Gone Is Gone. So pay attention and
take good notes or you’ll be left playing
with whatever words are lying around when
your actual subject has gone
wherever all those names go when my father forgets
and you’ll be left with no poem at all
like me, today.

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