Right Angles (Day 26 NaMoPo)
Yesterday at a stranger’s to pick up a manuscript struck once again by how there are right angle apartments everything has a linear place a chair is abs...
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Older (My father)
Another series I’ve done parts of for years: I’m Getting Older. Here’s another older body part. My hands are different hands. They...
The Day After Father’s Day, or The Day After Everything
My father wanted to go to Yale Medical School. He did well at Cornell. The Jewish quota is full they said to him in 1928 and often he repeated tha...
Memorial Day Part Two My Father
My brother Sam sent another story about my father in the army. What we remember and what we don’t. (Someone asked a few weeks ago: is every story a poem?)...
Memorial Day
The men I knew who went to army most of them didn’t talk about it later. What it was like to be with so many other men all the time. Far away. Maybe even...