The Gift By Li-Young Lee - Giggle Poems
To pull the metal splinter from my palm my father recited a story in a low voice. I was seven when my father took my hand like this, and I did not hol ...
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Dressing My Daughters By Mark Jarman - Giggle Poems
The mass of stuff That makes the Sunday frocks collapses In my hands and finds its shape, only because They understand the drape of it— These skinny k ...
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Grandfather By Michael S. Harper - Giggle Poems
In 1915 my grandfather’s neighbors surrounded his house near the dayline he ran on the Hudson in Catskill, NY and thought they’d burn his family out i ...
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The Hospital Window By James L. Dickey - Giggle Poems
Higher and higher he lies Above me in a blue light Shed by a tinted window. I know that my father is there, In the shape of his death still living. He ...
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Bewitched Playground By David Rivard - Giggle Poems
Each could picture probably with great care his brother drawing??? the corded string of a watered silk bag and mumbling to Basho above the keepsake??? ...
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Father and Son By Delmore Schwartz - Giggle Poems
Father: You must let me tell you what you fear When you wake up from sleep, still drunk with sleep: You are afraid of time and its slow drip, Like mel ...
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Lines to My Father By Countee Cullen - Giggle Poems
The many sow, but only the chosen reap; Happy the wretched host if Day be brief, That with the cool oblivion of sleep A dawnless Night may soothe the ...
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All My Pretty Ones By Anne Sexton - Giggle Poems
Father, this year’s jinx rides us apart where you followed our mother to her cold slumber; a second shock boiling its stone to your heart, leaving me ...
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