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(7 February 1914 - 17 November 1997 / Brooklyn/ New York)

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For My Daughter

When I die choose a star
and name it after me
that you may know
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  • Michelle Claus (4/16/2014 6:27:00 PM)

    Light and sweet, and coveys his breadth of fatherly love.

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  • Savita Tyagi (4/16/2014 6:13:00 PM)

    beautiful loving emotions expressed in a lovely poem. Loved it.

  • Tiku . (4/16/2014 2:18:00 AM)

    very nice.a beautiful drop of dew.liked it.

  • Allison Helman (4/16/2012 6:31:00 PM)

    Breathtaking, Fathers can seem remote as stars growing up in adulation and a bit of fear but, you always know they're there. So, maybe to name one twinkling guiding gift for father can be one twinkling guiding gift from the infinite created by Our Father. The poem is more than sentimental. It is true.

  • Jasbir Chatterjee (4/16/2012 7:34:00 AM)

    Marvellous...I shall show this poem to my daughter...

  • Junepaulette Gasrel-tibbetts (8/13/2009 6:24:00 AM)

    people used to confuse me with his daughter-I remember them...She was lucky to have such a thoughtful dad honor her with his poem...
    I believe her name was 'Yadi'

  • Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (10/24/2008 5:36:00 PM)

    I met David Ignatow many years ago in East Hampton where I spent part of my teen years.Ironically this is the first time I have ever read any of his poetry.my brother Fred knew him.I like his direct approach and this a very sentimental heart-felt poem.Peace.Many tens and stars

  • S. A. S. (6/24/2008 9:37:00 PM)

    tender...poignant...loving

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