Daddy Poem by Margaret Ann Newcomb
Daddy
The smell of engine oil and butane
remind me of my father.
A zippo lighter that says 'clink'.
On my bike his fishing kreel
is my basket.
Who needs a lot of words, words, words (aimless, most of the time) - you sure don't, Margaret (Maggie?) ! This was splendid/powerful in its brevity. & welcome!
Great imagery. I like the zippo lighter, butane, and engine oil imagery and smells as a visceral link to dad as well as the creel as a bicycle basket. Cool poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 3:44:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Short and snappy! Works well here