Charles Chaim Wax

Caught In The Whirlwind Of Memory - Poem by Charles Chaim Wax

Daisey’s father
leaped into a D train
when she was 28
now at 34
still pain
she shouldn’t
have thrown him that night
when he said he’d
never touch a drop
ab out no longer
sponsoring his illness
and here we were
in Greenpoint
his boyhood
all around us
and she loving me
“I knew life.”
Standing before
his childhood building
spending his first
14 years inside
she said,
“Father’s are funny
when does it end? ”
“Never, ” I said solemnly.
Startled by the directness
and force of my response
she kissed my lips
from tears now flowing.
“We are born into
the windowless room of
our parent’s psyche
and we come to accept
the reality of what is real
for them
but which is not Reality
and when we get older
we see the walls of their house
contain their windows but not ours
their windows are our walls
and if we possess courage
and insight
we transform their windows
into ours...”
Daisey asked,
“What are you talking about? ”
“Transformation...but there’s resistance—
the residue of their lives
halts us
still we must persist until
vast clear glass
and even that
the Universe twirling
and we
not separate
just steadfast

Comments about Caught In The Whirlwind Of Memory by Charles Chaim Wax

  • (2/16/2006 10:26:00 PM)

    Excellent. Some children always look out their parents window...but some can open the blinds from the outside. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • (11/1/2005 1:30:00 PM)

    man, that stuff about the parents' house and ours, I'd put that in poetry anthologies!
    Michael, below, may have a point. I'm still bookmarkin' this in my favorite poems.
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  • (11/1/2005 10:52:00 AM)

    Lively mind, warm heart, skilful expression, but I wouldn't mind the lines coupled into one. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 1, 2005

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