Your Child Doesn’t Know You

She knows the word DaDa
picks you out in photos, but
she doesn’t see you.

You, enfolding your only child
in arms alive with fatherhood—
not.

When I look
long
into the roaring silence of the sea
I tend to think I understand.

But when quietly walking
in the city that you loved
I see your reflection flickering
from smudged storefront glass.
I hear your laughter calling
in the inflection of the wind.

Yesterday the apple tree
you planted before you knew
knelt low, each branch
bowing with fruit.

It is wholly by such eulogies
she’ll find you living, still.

Nancy Diamante Bonazzoli, D.Min., is an Oregon poet, writer, and Zen Buddhist Minister. She earned an M.A. in Clinical Psychology from the Fielding Institute and a Doctor of Ministry degree from Mathew Fox’s University of Creation Spirituality. Her work has been published in various journals, as well as in the anthology Sacred Voices: Essential Women’s Wisdom Through the Ages, edited by Mary Ford-Grabowsky, and she is a past winner of the William G. Doody Memorial Prize for Poetry.

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1 Response to Your Child Doesn’t Know You

  1. Nancy B says:

    Nancy’s Book Absolution has just been printed and is available on Amazon!

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