I have been thinking a lot about my father lately. Maybe is because of Father’s Day, maybe because of the transient nature of our existence in this short-lived planet. Regardless of the reason, reading Sandeep Jauhar’s book ‘Heart A History,’ inspired this new poem. I hope you will enjoy it.
The organ as a heart
I want to see the depths
of my father’s heart,
the confusion
of failed arteries,
the atrophy
of muscle
from a life filled
with the spoils of regret.
I know it is just a pump,
no ‘virtue spirits’ there,
still, I struggle
to hold on to Galen’s view,
and pretend to know my father cared for me
in the caverns of those now-empty chambers.
I want to walk in its darkness
hold the softness of those walls,
to find its sentiments,
as flawed as the man that carried it.
One reply on “Pensamientos en el día de los padres”
Beautiful Melin! Blessings!!!
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