Celebration 6

Snoopy

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Today is my birthday. Six months ago I did not think I’d see this day. But here I am, celebrating Stephanie’s smile, the morning’s first sip of coffee, snowflakes (just a few, but hey!), modern science, the wisdom of Snoopy, friendship, love, and yes, my continuing existence. I am a lucky man.

Prayer

Death does not choose you at random
but approaches at your pace, rumbling
downhill or floating in the air,
debris or dandelion fluff,
concealed yet evident.
Listen: a small cloud bumps another,
merging into one larger being —
can you hear its ecstasies?
All the world’s souls, gathered.

“Prayer” was first published in Soul-Lit.

Poems Published at Resurrection Magazine

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A handful of my poems have been published since January, and in the grip of my illness I did not properly acknowledge the publications. I hope to make up for this, at least in part, by providing links to these journals.

My poems “IWhile You Slept,” and “Surrounded by Myself I Remain” were published at Resurrection Magazine this past Spring.  I am grateful to editors Ingrid M. Calderon-Collins and John Collins for taking these pieces.

Poems Up at The Big Windows Review

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My poems “Nothing Happening Again and Again,” “What Is the Sound of the Cold Moon,” and “Olive Oil Cake” are up at The Big Windows Review. I am grateful to editor Thomas Zimmerman for taking these poems, and for his generous support over the years.

Poem Published at Amethyst Review

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A handful of my poems have been published since January, and in the grip of my illness I did not properly acknowledge the publications. I hope to make up for this, at least in part, by providing, at this late date, links to the poems in these journals.

“While Listening to Fleck, Hussein and Meyer, I Consider Children’s Book Titles, Hops and the Ongoing Search for Meaning,” was published at Amethyst Review in January. I am grateful to editor Sarah Law for taking this sonnet, and to Stephanie L. Harper, who provided the title during a fundraiser for Tupelo Press iin August 2016. Little did I know that four years later Stephanie and I would be married. Ah, the power of poetry.