Papa's Gift
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The Poem of the Soul
Louis Janmot
1814-1892
In the Public Domain in the United States
He
sat often in a chair
Eyes
closed
Conducting
Wagner’s
Parsifal was a favorite
Pouring
out of Grundig speakers
Face
enrapt
Soul
traveling elsewhere I suspect
On
Tuesday evenings
After
his lodge meetings
We
often discussed soul
And
aura
And
astral projection
I
was 12 I think
When
he first read my aura
And
I knew that other 12 year-old’s fathers
Weren’t
doing this with their daughters
And
so now
For
the gift given so many years ago
I
thank you
Again
and again
While
With
eyes closed
I
sit and listen to Barber’s Adagio for Strings
And
feel my soul loosen a bit
To
seek you out
To
touch you again
And
remember
copyright/all right reserved Audrey Howitt 2013
Posted for Poets United Pantry #144
feel the soul loosen just a bit eh? how cool is that...and remembering those times as well...i can see you sitting right there...cool piece...makes me think of my uncle...
ReplyDeleteLove the memories between the father and daughter ~ Music is a wonderful gift ~
ReplyDeleteWonderfully evocative and an affirming poem - I like it a lot.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful and touching picture you paint, of this kind man, and of you, years later, eyes closed, listening to music and remembering.
ReplyDeleteAudrey, this is such a touching poem really. How fortunate you were to have a father who read your aura, and what a beautiful memory. He would be pleased, I know, if he knew you remembered in this way!
ReplyDeleteLovely memory -- very touching and special. Some connections remain through time and space -- I think that's grace.
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful to remember what was unique in a parent.That individuality is given as a gift to the daughter.
ReplyDeletemusic is a powerful link to memory good portrayal :-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful mysticism and celebration of your father.
ReplyDelete"to seek you out, to touch you again and remember" beautiful! There are so many songs that make me think of my father and remember all those heartfelt conversations on our front porch and when I hear them I feel close to him. Really wonderful poem!
ReplyDeletesuch lovely words and lines, and so touching too.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful gift given by him. A beautiful gift given by you. :)
ReplyDeletegosh...this is so beautiful, Audrey!
ReplyDeleteI wish you could give me some tips to do this. love your gift!
I love this Audrey! Few can speak to a cosmic connection as confidently and knowledgeably as you do here. What a wonderful legacy you received.
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what a most interesting character! An excellent homage too!
ReplyDeleteyes it's a beautiful gift ... thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words...and there's nothing like a father's love. Awesome stuff, Audrey! I just LOVE your poems. :)
ReplyDeleteMoments that are rare treasures. I am so glad you had them and that you share them. Thanks and hugs!
ReplyDeleteTouching poem - Lovely memories - Beautiful and eloquent writing.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing.
Parents are our guiding angels and you have beautifully penned it down.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for reading this one VaNdAnA
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