Contributor Series 4: Aspects of the Elephant
So Who Will Teach My Sons the Dance
By Kenneth Karrer
So who will teach my
Sons
The dance?
The holding and the
Call
How to master melody at the
Heart of all
Or how it is to
Hold
But not to
Grip
To spin near fainting’s
Edge
And feel that delicate, delirious
Deliquesce
But still respect the
Meter
And the time
How to rhythm subtly.
How leading is to follow.
And how it is all somewhere
Between
Demand
And
Soft suggest
And when to ask
And when
To simply allow
Her there to
Rest.
Kenneth Karrer’s poems Trick or Treat With Pets (How My Dog Sees Hallowe’en) and Advice for Albert on Our Relativity have appeared at vox poetica in 2009.
Kenneth,
An eloquent poem which is The Dance, itself. Thank you for a lovely experience this morning.
Kenneth, this is heartfelt. It’s aways sad when You loe a spouse and even more when a child loses a parent.
Thanks for reading and responding. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Rather interesting how some of the most important lessons are not formally taught…