TriQuarterly, March 22nd, 1998
In both dreams about my father he is alive again, but in a public place: first in an auditorium after the lecture in a clump of people and then at a banquet where I'm an anonymous guest if I'm a guest at all.
My presence is either an embarrassment or else transparent.
In the first dream, although he acknowledged me I was one of a group surrounding him, so I had to wait in turn to congratulate him for the brilliant lecture.
But he was also me - talking to strangers, admired, greeted, distant.
In today's dawn dream he was at an official university banquet trying to persuade the carefully c...
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