<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368686" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Father, Again, Peering</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The final years dear Mother she<br>was never, well, what actors call &quot;on location.&quot;<br>Physically, of course, we found her<br> <br>everywhere: <br>the parlor reading, <br>the kitchen ironing, <br> <br>the basement weeping, <br>unlike Father whom we never found<br>though he was always there. <br> <br>On Sundays when he went to Mass, <br>he'd stay behind, peering.<br>Like Queeg, he'd stare </div><div style="margin:10px 0">from under or behind<br>whatever he wasn't <br>hiding in front of.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Donal+Mahoney">Donal Mahoney</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368686" data-title="Father, Again, Peering de Donal Mahoney" data-description="The final years dear Mother she was never, well, what actors call &quot;on location.&quot; Physically, of course, we found her everywhere: the parlor reading, the kitchen ironing, the basement weeping, unlike Father whom we never found tho..."></div> </div> </div>

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