Treasure Island

Yehuda Amichai

(1924 - 2000 / Würzburg / Germany)

My Father


The memory of my father is wrapped up in
white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day at work.

Just as a magician takes towers and rabbits
out of his hat, he drew love from his small body,

and the rivers of his hands
overflowed with good deeds.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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