Scarecrow <br />(a crucified Christ) <br /> <br />nailed to <br />the sunset & the rain. <br /> <br />My daughter crying <br />wanting to bring him home. <br /> <br />“Why, can’t we <br />bring him home! ” <br />she wails. <br /> <br />“I’ll look after him! ” <br />“Please! ” <br /> <br />She sulks in the car <br />all the way home and all of next week. <br /> <br />Whimpers in some fretful dream <br />that her scarecrow <br /> <br />“...is cold...is cold! ” <br /> <br />I study the holiday photo <br />reconstruct an exact reproduction <br />of her straw man. <br /> <br />Plant him <br />in our garden <br /> <br />in the middle of dawn <br />(throw stones at her window) <br /> <br />see her beam as she sees him again <br /> <br />clatter down the stairs clasp him to her: <br /> <br />“I knew you’d come...I just knew!<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-s-the-last-time-i-ll-let-her-watch-the-wizard-of-oz-three-times-in-a-row/
