DPF / Tate

For lost fathers, for ours would have been 83 now, had he just skipped or flown over this day 26 years ago, from Selected Poems.

from The Lost Pilot / by James Tate

However frightening, I would
discover you, and I would not

turn you in; I would not make
you face your wife, or Dallas, or
the co-pilot, Jim. You

could return to your crazy
orbiting, and I would not try
to fully understand what

it means to you.

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