(for A & J)

20 years since their father died
two grown-up sons
at his grave with a rake & a spade
the elder one recalls a boozy night


he fell asleep between the grave’s
short dense trimmed junipers
a pillow his obscure father’s stone
awoke freezing here 5 am


fog over the pond
where the younger brother bathed as a kid
fog over the graves along the slopes
they have no memories of their father

Mikael Ejdemyr

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/easter-monday/