I am thrilled that Indianapolis Review has published two of my recent poems, “The Over/Under” and “Bargaining.” I am grateful to editor Natalie Solmer for taking these poems.
O at the Edges
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O at the Edges 
Devastatingly, poignantly direct! I like both these, Bob – and congratulations!
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Thanks, Lynne. It’s a bit of a strange existence, but we humans can adapt. My goal is to continue to live, to enjoy life and not merely take up space and time, for as long as I can. So far, so good! 🙂
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I love that, Bob! And i think enjoying life as long as you can is the best medicine!
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It is! And Stephanie’s joyful, loving presence keeps me going strong.
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Two fine statements of your position, Bob. I hope you decide when you are ready
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Thanks, Derrick. Every day lived is a victory!
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Big congrats!!! ❤️
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Thanks, Tanya. Much appreciated. By the way, I just found your comment in my spam folder. Dunno why it was there, but I thought you should know.
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My pleasure. And I should probably check my spam too. Comments just seem to end up there randomly. Go figure.
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There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to it.
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“There’s always that other hand…” makes me think you wish you could swap tables for a better one. This one has gone cold, as they might say in the casino.
Really good pieces, both of ’em.
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Thanks, Rob. I may need to swap casinos!
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How can so much excellence be contained in one man? Who do you think you are… Robert Okaji !??
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Ha! Sometimes I think I’d like to be someone else, but that would take too much work. My laziness wins out…
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Congratulations, Bob.
I don’t imagine you any other way than with your head held high.
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Thanks, Ken. That’s probably due to an old football injury. 😁
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Ah, the old team spirit!
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My attitude somehow made up for a distinct lack of talent.
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These are such powerful poems, Bob. They needed to be published.
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Thank you, Liz. I have a chapbook of these poems circulating. We’ll see what happens. 🙂
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You’re welcome, Bob. I hope the chapbook gets picked up.
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It’s one of those things that’s out of my control. But one can hope!
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🙂
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We spend our lives bargaining I think. With all those other hands…
As always, so glad to see your work being recognized. (K)
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We do, indeed! Sometimes it’s a coping mechanism, and sometimes it’s entertainment. Ha.
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Both absolutely relevant, powerful poems. Congratulations, Robert.
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Thanks very much, Frances. It is gratifying to find homes for these so quickly.
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Glad to read you’re anteing up and haven’t cashed in your chips.
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Ha! Not yet!
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Never “hang your head in shame for not dying”. Life hands us many surprises. I’m glad you’re feeling well.
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A rather tongue-in-cheek question on my part. Every day lived is a victory!
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Wow! You give new meaning to “One day at a time.” Congratulations on the publication, and your brave words. ((hugs))
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Thank you, Susi. Well, I just keep trying to move forward, one step at a time…
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You’re very welcome! You do the best you can, Robert. 🙂
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I’ll keep trying!
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❤
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Hi Bob, I am glad you’re still here. Your transparency is humbling, for all the poems I write that hide me. Thank you. We (I am) are honoured by your honesty.
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