Photograph of My Son in Brooklyn, 1995

Pat in NYC 1995

Above is a photograph of my son Patrick Robbins, taken in Brooklyn in 1995, by his college roommate Chris. With the ghostly image of the World Trade Center in mid-photo, it is a companion piece to the poem below.
Patrick has recently had his first novel,
To Make Others Happy, published by 3 Wide Press, and it is available through Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and select independent booksellers.

Photograph of My Son in Brooklyn, 1995

O beautiful boy in the photo, Twin Towers looming
behind you across the East River, crowded with boats,
vehicles pressing their way over Brooklyn Bridge
busy, busy, while the viewer’s eye can’t help looking
up with awful knowledge of what will happen six years
hence, when what was beautiful once comes crumbling
down, and there’s no hope of reconstruction of those
tumbled towers with their personal cargo burned
and crushed to a lethal powder that stings the lungs
of workers, who in their hurry to save whom they can
among the broken, inhale the death of countless others
desiccated, seeking to be borne away from calamity,
from catastrophe, from the end of life as they’d known it.

And you, my son, what of you embodying life
on the other side of the river, seated innocent
above the fray, a trick of the camera having you
eye those distant towers as if you were Gulliver,
and they a Lilliputian pair affixed to your right
shoulder. It’s all illusion except for the deaths
to come and the look of the young man you were
seated on a parapet above the river, eyeing
the future and what you thought it could be.

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