![]() a Father on the LakeA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertoa Father on the Lake I was with you just days before you were no longer there before your eyes stared off in some startled direction that mistook you for a memory we spoke of sons of fathers who once existed in a fishing boat smoking cigarettes and chatting about life, my short one and yours lengthening from years of experience in terms I could understand we laughed into the bond we cast then suddenly you had a strike the pole bent fervently and you remembered me one last time. erin-cilberto 2/12/25 © 2025 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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Added on February 17, 2025Last Updated on February 17, 2025 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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