Lullaby for My Father, May 12, 2005
Thomas Clayton Keener, 7/24/26 - 5/16/05
Let that part of you that I will carry
rest on me like wings, like pollen
on the leaves of flowers it engendered.
Time is a loop, you know: On this side
I’m your daughter. Over there
you are my little son, reaching up
to catch a bird taking flight—
the same bird I was, lifting off
from home. Never mind this grief. It’s just
baptism, the waterfall between the veils,
the bath we rise from shining and newborn.
Rest on me then like light,
like shine on the baby’s face.
in Chautauqua (UNC-Wilmington)