The Tyranny of the Title
Penelope, I could never name
these feelings. How about morose?
I do fight sullenness at times.
Also a certain vagueness
that I fathered an unknown child
whose child with a baby in arms
(you) showed up at my front door.
My reaction was not jubilation
but astonishment that spilled
over into bewilderment.
Now after all these years
of seeing you grow
into a woman about to be marrried
and having the unexpected you
in my life has been like
having ones eyesight restored
after a long blindness.
There can be no title for this.
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Nice storytelling in this. Good job!
Wow! So compact, telling so much! “like / having ones eyesight restored / after a long blindness” — beautiful last lines.
Nice exploration of the deep connection between parent and child. Nice writing, Z.Z.