My Father

18 Jun

by Mani G. Iyer

his stentorian voice
his erect body
his volcanic anger
his generous heart
his reckless youth
changing to
a religious, disciplined lifestyle
at my unknown sister’s burial
his abhorrence for subjugation
his love for chatter
his knowledge of the ominous
his apathy toward his family
his courtship with death
 
all reduced
to ashes
in my palms
most of it strewn
in a nondescript river
and very little
I carry with me.
 

Mani G. Iyer was born and raised in Bombay, India and has lived in the United States since 1985.  He is deaf-blind due to Usher Syndrome.  He became deaf by the age of 4, night-blind by the age of 12, and now has very little usable vision.

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One Response to “My Father”

  1. vigilkumar June 18, 2012 at 11:13 AM #

    pragmatic poetry with full of sentiments…

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