I live with my wife, three cats and a cockatiel in Wombwell, South Yorkshire, England where I work as a part time shop assistant in a grocery store. When I'm not working I like to garden, research my family history and take landscape photographs. My poems have appeared in Nixes Mate Review, Three Drops From The Cauldron and other journals. OpPRESS is due to publish my fourth collection, The Spermbot Blues. For more information please visit my website: https://thewombwellrainbow.wordpress.com/
This Dad Never Only Considers
the relevant part of a map.
When he gets lost, he stops,
at the entrance to the busiest junction,
sometimes, before a roundabout,
and unfolds a view of the world
to its fullest extent to find his way.
Perhaps, at work when he changes
one tiny part of the system he traces
its effect on a detailed draughted whole diagram
of council offices, hospitals
or nuclear subs where he has installed
new heating waste management services.
And I at work or home cursed with the same
need for thorough deliberation,
find bosses, wives and workmates sigh
at my slow, detailed examination
of an issue, that had I rushed,
as when angry, only find confusion.
My dad and I bring the whole going on
to a brief stop as others
who wish to get on, hoot, cringe,
whistle and toot their dismay.
We ignore them all to, quietly,
stubbornly, slowly map our way.
©2017 Paul Brookes
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