Fathom Mag


A poem

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August 20, 2020
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I know a man who better raised a lawn than son,
Preferring shallow roots of sod to roots of blood,
When summer’s sun took hold and wrung out springtime’s flood,
Had water for the thirst of only one.

And though the lawn and boy both grew and grew,
The fate of both the same if cursed or blessed—
In dust both found a common place to rest.
This man survived a son he never knew.

Landon Porter
Landon Porter is a database developer who writes poetry as an extension of his ability to bring together form (computer code) and function (user interface design). Writing poetry is a natural outlet for his love of order and beauty. He lives in Kansas City, Missouri with his wife and three children. He is a sucker for a good metaphor and is the family de facto genealogist. You can connect with him on Instagram and Twitter.

Cover image by Daniel Watson

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