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Elegy for Apu

07.24.18 Posted in today's words by

Ilona Martonfi’s most recent poem to appear here was “Short Songs: Tanka Poems” (June 2018)

Elegy for Apu
By Ilona Martonfi

Mártonfi József July 9, 1915-April 28, 1993 

Where should I look for you, Father?

Carried on the wind
keening sounds

peasant house built of timber
clay mud oven, wide plank floors
the village of Tillsonburg.
Lake Erie sand dunes

you’d hear a gate open
of course we never came back
we had friends and relatives
photos of a first love
that are left on a table
child-size rocking horse

blueberries in marsh bogs
seeing life would scar
would miss the dancing cornfields.

There is nobody here
to answer the question, Father
did not warn us of omens
in those last days of April

houses of simple people
white picket fence
windows and doors on broken hinges

Potters Road wild roses

Father, don’t eat the skin of peaches.

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