Today’s poem isn’t about immigration, but it is written by an Asian, a Filipino to be exact. Whenever I’m assigned to post for poetry Friday, I go through a frenzy trying to figure out which poem to post. For so many poems have found their homes in my heart and many of them, if possible I’d love to share. But, when the frenzy subsides and I am back to my sane self, I look through my books and pick the one that leaps to me.
Today’s poem is short. Written by the daughter of one of the poets we featured here. The poet is Cyan R. Abad, a writer and poet very much like her father, Gemino H. Abad. This poem is from an old book, published in 1996, aptly called Father and Daughter. Poetry Friday is hosted this week by Tabatha Yeatts from The Opposite of Indifference.
I can no longer look
in the mirror these days.
I already know what I will miss
and what you will never see again.
A girl which your eyes once traced
with light, is wavering–
A strange life almost snuffed out
by your final gift of silence.
I hope you enjoyed the poem. What’s your poetry friday offering today?