Homer to
Chaucer to
Whitman to
Bukowski et al. to
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I heard him say,
When asked
What it felt like when love was lost
When depression overcame,
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Went back this weekend out of town
For a family birthday party
To where I spent
Some of my youth
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My wife takes most words literally where they fall
She does not understand my poems at all
She tolerates the time I spend with them
'Long as I don't ask her what she thinks of 'em
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We had been up and down Redwood Creek
For what seemed to me to be all day
Watching my grandfather fish for salmon
We started at the mouth of the river
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I had a lot of questions
Duriing my first trip
I'd seen picutres
Heard stories
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Robert Frost is one of the ones
That got me started
When the only poems I would read
Had to be assigned
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Sitting, sipping, at a table outside
Under an awning in a cold light steady rain
Lets more stuff
Happen in my brain
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Years ago I opened a special Christmas present.
It was from my uncle, sort of a surprise.
All that was inside was a deck of playing cards.
Maybe he hadn't seen my list or knew my size.
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