[36. Violence: Patri-confessional]

A poem for Sunday

[36. Violence: Patri-confessional]
book cover with black block letters on a cream background; "36 Ways of Writing a Vietnamese Poem" is at top, with "Nam Le" underneath in huge letters
This poem has been excerpted from Nam Le’s new book, 36 Ways of Writing a Vietnamese Poem.

I buried my father in the great light,
the corroded pink, burning the eye to see,
launched him into dream commons, particularity,
a new matter of time, him & his apologies.

I buried our father under the great terebinth where
we ploughed up the moss shine one last time &
mother’s face was made newly easy, sloughed
of all last trace of girlhood.

And the earth reseeds.

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