SUBJECT>Re: Fathers & Daughters POSTER>Michael (MV) EMAIL> DATE>1111467264 EMAILNOTICES>no IP_ADDRESS>138.26.152.91 PREVIOUS>85153 NEXT> IMAGE> LINKNAME> LINKURL>

Yes, a different title.

I like most of the line breaks. In General, I like this poem.

Below, for your consideration:

Before sunup, before anyone
could stop us, we ran the path
to the river where we opened
our bags of goldfish -- to see them glow
in the dark river silt.

They finned their sails,
sank like gold ships over the horizon.
Wet to our knees, we hand-searched
the water. But they were out to sea.

**now it shifts Blakean - goodly s0**

After that, Mother became a heavy
step behind the bedroom door.
The black that hid the bass
that our fathers coaxed
with wormy lies was nothing to fear.

The dark came, then swam off.
But the goldfish. We waited
for their return.

Thanks for the read,

MV