Poems

Robert Handicott: My Father’s Suit and Eating Grapes

My Father’s Suit Faithful as Greyfriars Bobby My father’s good suit Guards the master wardrobe.   Mum wants me to take it, With anything else I can use, Before the whole lot goes to the Salvos.   It’d be the right size Like his tracksuit I’m wearing; But a dress suit seems somehow   Too much, I’d be almost Cross-dressing, almost Imitating Elvis:   I’d feel “fitted up”, or Like a hopeless cricket player Sparkling in his whites.   I remember Dad getting into trouble With Mum once, for hanging the suit in The wardrobe still warm.   I wish…

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