
i did not weep
when you crowned
in the canal
i watched
the
violence to
your mother's
pink and
pliant flesh
and witnessed blood
and the pale
effusive waters
i gave love
to your mother
lying on her back
held her hand
and wiped her brow
and watched her shake
but i was not
one of those
fathers who wept
i saw majesty
in your birth;
an alien grandeur
the expulsion
of your...