Every Side of Impractical

An entire life,

spent looking for,

and painting,

gardens,

radiant and fecund,

children,

in endless states of happy,

old men,

laugh lines etched 

in lasting filigree,

across their faces,

 

He was immersed,

in every side of impractical,

details lost,

the house sometimes cold,

food,

the very basics.

 

He left all of that to me,

so when I say,

I am not organized,

I will try to smile,

perhaps stop,

to look in the mirror,

and see that face of happy,

 my father found,

and painted.

IMG_6446_2Painting: Paul D. Ortlip

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