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2011-11-28T22:32:56-05:00November 28th, 2011|Parenthood|

Why I wrote so many poems

One day
you will ask me
why I wrote so many poems

and I will tell you
about how my breath slowed
when I watched you play with curtains and pens

how I often pressed my nose against your little back
not to smell you
but to warm my face

the way you nibbled on my shoulder bone
in different ways
to mean different things
and the rhapsody I felt
when I realized I understood you.

I will look at you then
your big hands
a beard perhaps
the pools of private thoughts behind your eyes
and wonder why I wrote
so few.

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