The poem
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.
Hello mam
I liked your poem but I noted that nothing is ryming
and I hope everybody will like it
From
Simrah
I read this is Oprah Winphrey's "O" magis\zine and was so moved! I want to give to my father for his birthday. I am curious about one word, however: "tower".....does a magician pull a tower from his hat? Could this me a translation error? Maybe it is suppsed to be "tricks"?
Just wondering. It is still gorgeous.
responding to simrah tariq's e-mail,
its not going to rhyme because it has been translated from hebrew, to get the full thrill of the poem one must read it in hebrew and not critique a translation that doesnt rhyme...since when does poetry have to rhyme? the whole point of poetry is to limit restrictions on the writing not placing a restriction that things must rhyme.
HeyHeyHey... Its Jdizzle again this was a good poem by nothing rhyms..But a good poem never the less