The Nest in Winter
In the Father's shadowy hoardpillows belch feathers acrossmattress and floors:what was an oriental rug, nowa carpet of scat, gone-astray socks,calendars from rescue sheltersangling for checks.There's nothing to tossamong the vivid tethers toMother. Maybe my mother, maybe Father's.There's no margarine containerany less pathetic thana netsuke from Kyoto;no expired sardine tin less urgentthan a dozen aerograms; noreceipt less intimatethan their honeymoon photosnapped in the local aquarium.The adult daughter takes inthe spew,pabulum that a bird feeds its nestling.
Copyright © 2020 by Kimiko Hahn
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Reproduced by Poetry Daily with permission.
Kimiko Hahn is author of nine books, including Volatile, The Unbearable Heart, The Artist’s Daughter, The Narrow Road to the Interior, Toxic Flora, and Brain Fever. She is a distinguished professor in the MFA Program in Creative Writing & Literary Translation at Queens College, City University of New York and the president of the board at the Poetry Society of America.
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