Once, as a grade schooler, my father and my uncle took me out on a boat into the oceanfor deep sea fishing. Worriedthat I might get sick, my fathergave me a Dramamine. I remember crawling into theboat’s cabin and sleepingthrough the entire fishing trip. When I woke, long after the boat had come back to dock, I remember feeling peevedthat IContinue reading “#733: A Memory Poem on April 2, 2026”
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#282: On the Last Day of National Poetry Writing Month, The Poet Speaks of Things that Happen Over and Over Again
Days go by, and they keep going by constantly pulling you into the future. –Laurie Anderson. For starters, days go by one right after another, but today, during meditation, I held my father’s hand one last time before they wheeled him into surgery on the eve of his last day on the planet 7Continue reading “#282: On the Last Day of National Poetry Writing Month, The Poet Speaks of Things that Happen Over and Over Again”
michael jarmer 