Monday, March 14, 2011

"Wrist-wrestling Father," Orval Lund

On the maple wood we placed our elbows
and gripped hands, the object to bend
the other's arm to the kitchen table.
We flexed our arms and waited for the sign.

I once shot a wild goose.
I once stood not twenty feet from a buck deer unnoticed.
I've seen a woods full of pink lady slippers.
I once caught a 19-inch trout on a tiny fly.
I've seen the Pacific, I've seen the Atlantic,
I've watched whales in each.

I once heard Lenny Bruce tell jokes.
I've seen Sandy Koufax pitch a baseball.
I've heard Paul Desmond play the saxophone.
I've been to London to see the Queen.
I've had dinner with a Nobel Prize poet.

I wrote a poem once with every word but one just right.
I've fathered two fine sons
and loved the same woman for twenty-five years.

But I've never been more amazed
than when I snapped my father's arm down to the table.

Orval Lund

2 comments:

  1. I like how he basically lists all of his accomplishments in life and starts most of his sentences with "I." I think its interesting that he has had many amazing accomplishments but the one he is most proud of is winning an arm-wrestling match with his father. He must be a very competitive person. I personally enjoy more in-depth poems.

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  2. My Goodness! He never said a thing about "enjoying" putting his fathers arm on the table! He spoke of his "amazement"! His references to what You refer to as "accomplishments", are simply marvelous "events"; "High Places" in the life of a student of life... Since You seem to be incapable of discerning the difference between 'enjoyment' and 'amazement', and 'accomplishments' and 'events', i would suggest that You continue to try to focus on the poems which You feel are more "in-depth".

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