This Poem is called ‘Paternal and Familial Fidelity in the Context of
Twenty-First Century Matrices of Interaction and Inter-Politics’. The
subjects of this Poem are a Father, a Son, a speaking Stranger and a
chorus of non-speaking patrons to an establishment licenced to sell
alcohols. The Son is a man of staunch Roman Protestant Christian
Faith; the Father’s religious stance is Atheistic; the affiliations of the
speaking and nonspeaking chorus members are not elaborated. The
setting for this Poem is an aforementioned licenced establishment
wherein alcohol is served as well as action occurring prior to the
accounting of the Poem in a large field of 120 yards by 132 yards.
Here begins the Action or Narrative of the Poem, as it was reported
to the Stranger in the licenced establishment:
The Father, seeing a large shadowed figure crossing the
aforementioned large field of 120 yards by 132 yards one evening,
and that field being under the Father’s firm ownership and
protection, shot at the shadowed figure and killed him. No other
instances of note occurred that particular evening. The next Sunday,
whereupon the Son was late to the family’s weekly routine of a
civilised dinner, the Father went across the large field of 120 yards by
132 yards to seek out the Son. The Father found the corpse of the
Son in approximately the space the Father calculated the shadowed
figure had fallen, having been shot the previous evening. Being of
wise and calm dispensation, the Father concluded he had shot and
killed the Son by mistake. The Father, after consideration, decided
did not mind that much because it served the Son right.
This is reported truthfully and under oath, although the non-speaking
chorus were occurring to make a large non-speaking noise at the
particular moment the Poem was reported for dissemination here by
the Stranger.
Amen.
The Kindling 