Sunday, June 19, 2011


Father's Voice
by William Stafford

"No need to get home early;
the car can see in the dark."
He wanted me to be rich
the only way we could,
easy with what we had.

And always that was his gift,
given for me ever since,
easy gift, a wind
that keeps on blowing for flowers
or birds wherever I look.

World, I am your slow guest,
one of the common things
that move in the sun and have
close, reliable friends
in the earth, in the air, in the rock.

William Stafford, an American poet born in Kansas, I love his honest-to-goodness plain style of poetry. No pretentious fluffy flights of fancy, but the ability to use words as triggers so that the reader creates their own flight. He was born on 17 January 1914, with 4 personal planets in Capricorn, between 20 and 29 degrees, and Uranus in Aquarius at 6 degrees, tagging along with the Capricorn stellium. Uranus never just tags along though! The rebel planet manifested in Mr. Stafford via his pacifist stance during World War 2.

Remembering my own dear Dad (and Mum) with love on this special day ~~

(circa 1980)


James Higham said...

Mum on Mother's Day, Dad on Father's Day.

Twilight said...

James - I don't do regimentation.

anyjazz said...

Good post. Good picture. I don't remember that one.

Twilight said...

anyjazz ~~~ You wouldn't - in those days you were but the twinkle in the eye of my far flung future. ;-)