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CARRYING MY FATHER UP THE STAIRS

When I see my baby's pate
with its straggly hairs,
and her ears - the right one
sticking out - I'm put in mind
of my father, the same ear
permanently cocked,
on the same side
of a balding head.
Then there's the lofty
vulnerable pose she assumes
while dozing, and
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