Bill Knott

Here you will find thePoemHeritageof poet Bill Knott

Heritage

?...here thy generations endeth in accord.? I physically resemble my mother And father and therefore must have been Adopted, because on my TV screen The role-children rarely share a feature With either parent. The fact they're actors And I'm not is what makes me misbegot? A matched world of monitors all 2-shot The mirror daily where I pray these stars Come: cancel everyone of us whose names And clans have sundered human unity Descend always among daughters or sons To live still, beyond the Net's trivia games, Till their faces cloned shape ours. Family. From android to ape, we'll be Thy reruns.