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My Father Died Today

Aug. 15, 1914 – Jan. 12, 2011

 

 

My father died today.

Micajah Quincy Holt (1914-2011).

And that is the end.

I guess.

:::

(am i sad ?)

:::

I walk into the garden,

Where my father taught me.

The sky is too huge

Everywhere

He is smiling broadly

That sly warm wink

“Sax, I’m here.

It’s wonderful.

I slipped in.”

:::

We all re-assure by phone

Mom is strong, knowing

The unexpected ashes

And science’ loss

An old brain, body spent.

:::

I didn’t know what to plant today,

It is winter.

Cautiously I cut back the asparagus

Quietly picked up the persimmons.

My eyes still playing tricks.

:::

Asparagus grew wild

In my mother’s meadow

And alongside the dusted beans

In my father’s garden

Down by the barn.

:::

Bye Pop

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A life well lived

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