after Juan Ramon
A child wakens in a cold apartment.
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Beautiful, reads like a legendary folk tail set in the modern automotive era; the saga of an aging fallible father feeling the insecurity of his years, beaten down by failures and battle scares fears, the mockery of his drunken son while changing a tire in the cold night snow, but the son though drunk still adores his beloved father from childhood to adulthood. The endearing twists and turns are made so by the revelation that the son still adores, deeply loves his father, witnessed testified to by the way the son 'slips the tire iron gently from his father's grip and kneels down in the unstained snow and unbolts the wheel' before the unity of their common heritage sung in a much loved song of their cultural origins. This poem to me is superb, but then I am now becoming an aging fallible father, feeling the insecurity of his years, in aging changing abilities, in threatening economic times.10+++
Wow! I really liked this piece. It paints a scene with deftness and layers it with layer after layer of meaning.f