Dad Never Only Considers

the relevant part of a map.
When he gets lost, he stops,
at the entrance to the busiest junction,
sometimes, before a roundabout,
and unfolds a view of the world
to its fullest extent to find his way.

Perhaps, at work when he changes
a tiny part of the system he looks
at detailed, draughted whole diagram
of council offices,hospitals
or nuclear subs where he is to install
new heating waste management services.

And I at work or home cursed with the same
need for thorough deliberation,
find bosses, wives and workmates sigh
at my slow, detailed examination
of an issue, that had I rushed,
as when angry, only find confusion.

My dad and I bring the whole going on
to a brief stop as others
who wish to get on hoot,
whistle and toot their dismay.
We ignore them all to, quietly,
stubbornly map our way.

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