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The Son of My Lonely Father’s Son

Oct 9, 2017 | Curbside Consults

My son walks alone on a vast plaza of marble and stone

My boy is a slight man among mighty pillars

He walks over solid marble and I see him aging

Sometime soon he’ll be as old as the father I once loved and it warms my heart as much as breaks it

I watch from afar, on the set of a neoclassical painting

Pillars of permanence drawn from antiquity

Like David’s Brutus, I lament the tragedy

The emotional toll of sacrifice

I remind myself: I didn’t kill him

I’ve set him free—for the greater good



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1 Comment

  1. SMR

    Beautiful and sad.


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