J Is For Judgment

Jennifer Habel

Spring 2017

Father came to-day Father went
home to-day Father’s tremendously tall

Father’s always so just Father
really lets me do anything I like

Father gave me a splendid parasol
with a flowered border

Father knows nearly all languages
even Czech Father was in

a towering rage Father has a
new tweed suit which becomes him

splendidly Father was awfully jolly
and we pelted one another with pine-cones

In most things Father is
justice itself Father laughed Father laughed

heartily I was in such a temper
and then Father said, “Come, come,

you little witch, cool your wrath”
Father always calls me “Little Witch”

(I don’t much like it
when other people are there)

Father says that that is awfully silly
and no longer suitable Father won’t let us

sit in the hall alone I can’t think why
Father said, “Poor little witch

it’s very lonely for you now”
Father never cries

A beard suits Father and I can’t imagine
him without Father says

I was born under a lucky star
Father has been made Appeal Court Judge

I should have liked awfully to ask Father
a lot more but I did not dare

Jennifer Habel is the author of Good Reason, winner of the Stevens Poetry Manuscript Competition. Her poems have appeared in the Believer, Gulf Coast, the Massachusetts Review, the Southeast Review, and elsewhere.

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