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    dots Submission Name: My Father and the Renameddots

    Author: JanePlane
    ASL Info:    125/F/everyplane
    Elite Ratio:    6.77 - 417/433/131
    Words: 316
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsMy Father and the Renameddots

    the long car ride and your eyes shining as you speak of the truck
    you swear went straight through you but somehow left you whole
    unscathed trembling with the miraculous
    and the time you saw the top of the basketball rim when you jumped so high
    and later, when you took those small-town kids all the way to state

    other poems and myths
    legends of hands on violins that couldn't be played after being brought from the old country to cut meat in New York
    and the woman who loved them and feared them all at once

    and so much comes back to you and when you were a boy and your best friend shot you in the leg
    how you bled in blooms of red into the white snow
    how you were never supposed to run again but got a scholarship to college for track and field

    this hero has saved me

    I sit and gather my hands in my lap
    listen to the breathing of you and of me
    think of your dead father
    and mother
    and the way they took fear and molded it into dignity
    and my mother, your wife, and how she tried to let no pain
    get past her to her cubs, no matter how grizzly they had grown

    I look out the side window at the lake
    streaked with yellow moon and cool glass-like stillness

    this is the miraculous
    this and every this
    and that and every that

    and my children that I ache for already
    less than a day away

    and later, holding my breath when I enter my room
    from childhood
    from adulthood
    after the broken marriage that led me back

    to this hero that made me
    this hero that saved me
    this hero and the others
    and me

    and I am renamed
    I am dignity

    Submitted on 2012-03-03 06:47:00     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I long for what you wrote here!! This is so eloquently put!!! I silently cry at I type this .. I ache to just have parents

    | Posted on 2012-03-20 00:00:00 | by jackz | [ Reply to This ]
      they say you can never go home again...but not true...when everyone else fails us...family remains by our side.

    this poem is so heartfelt...the feelings of displacement, of loss, and then of hope, being home again...

    i read this and think of my grandfather...coming over on the boat from Sicily...his name change, his making it in the states...and then raising my dad, at least for as long as grandpa was around.

    this is a personal piece i know...but in some special way...we can all relate to this scenario...

    and how we go back to those who really love us no matter what.

    | Posted on 2012-03-03 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
    I'm going to fave this Jane, wrote this exceptionally well, didn't you. yes.
    | Posted on 2012-03-03 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]
      It's nice you have such spiritual memories of mom and dad. Not everyone is so lucky.

    | Posted on 2012-03-03 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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