Fathers and Sons

The text said my 95-year-old father, who lived far from me, in a facility in Ohio, had stopped shaving, showering, and changing his clothes. He just slept most of the day. My first reaction was, I wonder what he dreams. Alexandre Dumas, at the end of his life, dreamed he stood on the peak of a mountain made up of all the books he had written – The Three Musketeers, The Count of Monte Cristo, etc. Little by little, the mountain shifted, slithered, gave way beneath his feet, and he found himself standing on a pile of ash. The dream left him in tears. His son quietly held him after the only time he ever recounted it.

Howie Good

Howie Good's most recent poetry collection is "Gunmetal Sky", available from Thirty West Publishing.