Henry by Christine Klocek-Lim



The first knot his father taught
him held a mattress to the top
of the car. This is a Trucker’s Hitch,
the old man said, looping the rope
in and out of itself as though fastening
large things to small places
was easy. Lord knew, Henry
had never had any luck keeping
beds and whatnot from sliding
off the rails. The next knot
was a Figure Eight.
Again, his father said, a thousand
times over. This one came undone so easily,
Henry didn’t see the point.
The Tautline Hitch at least made sense—
his tent’s tension kept it strong,
even in the rain. Even when he heard
his father had cancer. A year after
that, they used Two Half Hitches
the night the tree came down
next to the house. They dragged
that log a thousand yards, it seemed,
though Henry let his father
do the tying of knots. In the rain,
the wet rope looked like a snake and bit
just as quick. Thunder and darkness
make everything feel impossible,
but even so, Henry didn’t know
that damned tree would be the last
wild thing his father ever knotted tame.
When the old man died, Henry tried
a Bowline Hitch to secure the tarp
over the mounded ground near
the gravestone, but rescue
had never been his strength.
Some things can’t be saved,
his father once said,
and so Henry never did learn
how to knot it right.

by Christine Klocek-Lim.

Editor’s Note: As an editor, I feel it’s important to avoid indiscriminate self-publishing, but on one day a year, perhaps you will forgive me (yes, it’s my birthday). This poem is from a collection I’m working on in which I explore third person narrative. Inspired by: How To Tie The Only Five Knots You’ll Ever Need

Photo by Christine Klocek-Lim


5 responses to “Henry by Christine Klocek-Lim”

  1. janicedsoderling Avatar

    If this is any indication (which I am sure it is), we can look forward to another fine collection.

    1. Christine Klocek-Lim Avatar

      Thank you, Janice. 🙂

  2. toniclark2014 Avatar

    I love this one. Especially, “Thunder and darkness make everything feel impossible,” I was confused by George, though. Should that be Henry? Good luck with the collection! And Happy Birthday, too.

    1. Christine Klocek-Lim Avatar

      Thanks, Toni. ‘George’ is a typo (now fixed). This is why people should never be their own editor. Sigh. 🙂

  3. Terry Severhill aka Old Poet Man Avatar
    Terry Severhill aka Old Poet Man

    I liked this poem not to sentimental, leave George in, adds mystery. Bye the way, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

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