Father’s Song by Gregory Orr
Yesterday, against admonishment,
my daughter balanced on the couch back,
fell and cut her mouth.
Because I saw it happen I knew
she was not hurt, and yet
a child’s blood so red
it stops a father’s heart.
My daughter cried her tears;
I held some ice
against her lip.
That was the end of it.
Round and round: bow and kiss.
I try to teach her caution;
she tries to teach me risk.
Art by Sang Miao
Recommended listening: Don't Let Me Down (from The Last Gig the Beatles ever Played)
Links of the Day: The Unknown (short film) 25 Book Covers by Janusz Stanny (I'm in love!) The Village where Residents have to Dig their way out of their Homes Once Upon A Town
Interview: Kumail (I wrote)
(Also, we have one new poster for The Alipore Post Offline. This one's by one of my oldest friends who is now an illustrator by profession and always working on something interesting. Thank you, Sreeja Basu. :*
