in memory of my father who was born in mainland China, lived most of his adult life in Taiwan, died and was buried there in 2022
alone again
in the gathering dark
my father tries
to use his hammer of anger
to break walls of dementia
quiet and quieter
and unable to walk
on his own --
my father's years-long
marathon with dementia
in fading light
on Taiwan's north coast
I finger-write
my father's name in the sand
and watch it wash away
Added:
snowflakes drift
from silence to silence
weight of Father's urn
Added:Against the Drowning Noise of Other Words, LXIX: "ruins"
written on Father's Day
an old man's stare
late night lightning connects
heaven and Gaza's ruins
