Rusalka Slawin

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A Dream Of My Father


A dream of my father
Works its way in rivulets along the pane
Of my day

I cannot stand still long enough
To meditate against the glass
And ponder

But move caught
Unfree even in full swim
The dream

Its rivulets like nets
I know not how
To break away

And if I did would not
Know where to go except to rage
Back into sleep

Finding my father alive in the inerstices of my brain

Submitted: Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, August 25, 2010
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