Let us take the river
path near Fall Hill.
There we will negotiate
an outcrop with its silvered
initials & other bits of graffiti,
all the way to the broken edge
that overlooks the bend,
& hold hands until
we can no longer tell
where the river ends.
In 1972, the third Sunday of June was declared Father’s Day, a national celebration of fathers. In honor of the holiday, browse our selection of poems for and about fathers. For more, browse poems about fathers in the themes menu.
|2019||Self-Portrait with Dad's Baseball Glove||Nathan Hoks|
|2018||The Photograph Suggests a Hidden Life||Susan Rich|
|2018||What I Mean When I Say Harmony (I)||Geffrey Davis|
|2016||Of the Threads that Connect the Stars||Martín Espada|
|2018||What Make a Man||Geffrey Davis|
|2018||The Ring||Andrew Motion|
|1981||Natural History||Sam Hamill|
|2017||Portrait of My Father as a Pianist||Cynthia Dewi Oka|