Hour 9: Watership Down

It struck me as the name of

A vessel in distress

Like Titanic, mortally wounded and sinking

It called to mind daring rescues and

War movies and Tom Hanks, for some reason

 

It was my mother’s favorite

And I knew it was about rabbits

But it bored me and the other imagery took over

And I forgot about it

 

Until I left home and came back enough times to need something to tether me to her

To myself

To our childhoods

To the ways we are so alike

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