Mom tells me,
that back in the stark quiet
lonely hospital room,
right after Dad died,
the young Asian doctor
looked through his dark glasses at her and said,
enunciating his words like he was trying
to make them stick to the wall,
“I am sorry, but he has expired.”
Michael
says: "Well the 3 kids are gone, out on their own, but the wife is
still here and the stupid dog and the computer and email so I will write
on, to what end I am not sure, but write on I will; still trying to get
into the best poetry journals possible, both online and otherwise, and
hoping to publish a real book of poems, called A Superlative Woman, about
my superlative wife, one of these days."
Michael
says: "Well the 3 kids are gone, out on their own, but the wife is
still here and the stupid dog and the computer and email so I will write
on, to what end I am not sure, but write on I will; still trying to get
into the best poetry journals possible, both online and otherwise, and
hoping to publish a real book of poems, called A Superlative Woman, about
my superlative wife, one of these days."