The paper says he is survived
by a "devoted friend."
This is like the opposite
of found poetry.
A found-lie, there in print,
on the newstand
Next to where he, brave in the
face of shock and grief
Nonetheless hugs me, and says,
"It's good to see you, hon --"
And it's not hard to see why
his late husband loved him.
2 comments:
This is so sad. You once said you weren't a poet, but you are. So much said in so few lines.
Do you ever post any of your 'small stones' on the River of Stones blog?
http://www.writingourwayhome.com/p/river-jan-12.html
Scroll down and read on the right of the page and there is a place to post the day's writing.
Post a Comment