I See Him ~ a plein air poem for my father

I See Him



I see him

in the self-portrait

I make

on the road to Vourkari:

his pure manliness,

his handsomeness,


into my face:

eyes, nose and brow

in deep shadow

under a brim

of coconut straw --

a touch like the summer hat

he used to wear

with a madras band;

mine unbanded.

Half my expression

in shadow, the other --

mouth, chin and his jaw,

our jaw,

in high sun;

turned at a slight right

and upward angle

to the camera:

a portrait

in son and shade

of father.



Colin Goedecke

On the road to Vourkari, Kea, Greece

August 2012