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Iconic Virtue
ОглавлениеThe way my father grips those two dead squirrels
by their tails and how his left hand extends
to the barrel-end of a rifle, butt at his feet; and those
dungarees and the work shirt he is wearing, the way
he has rolled up his sleeves; and my mother,
how she stands next to my father in tailored slacks
and a waste-length sweater; and the way that squirrel
hangs from her left hand, held by her thumb
and first two fingers; even how she tucks her thumb
in under the fingers of her right hand
as it hangs at her side; and how young they look,
clowning around in front of this old cabin;
and how they both smile, draws me as the icon
of a saint draws the devout to consider the origins
of a virtue. Daily I search those eyes, the windows
through which I see their future, my past, all at once.