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Felix

  • The Letter

    Dear Grandchildren: There is irony in that the last thing you will ever forget will be one of your firsts crush love kiss sex broken heart first to never be forgotten first to stick with you first to make you feel like that first to make you hurt first to make you feel alive knowing Read more

  • Changing of the Guardians

    Changing diapers we once foolishly hoped were a passing fad too soon wistfully outgrew all-star wrestling bouts on sopping pads consoled ourselves with years of wiping runny noses becoming laser-precise, discreetly or not plucking odd clumps from noses, Cheerios from ears via pointer-finger-and-thumb industrial tweezers overcame defiance deftly utilizing Kleenex-and-spittum wash cloths to rub off Read more

  • Waiting for Felix

    Quintessentially American; refrigerator door Louvre stylistically Picassoesque, Daliesque though Dadaism and Mamaism predominate as pudgy-finger tempera on newsprint evolved into more complex designs, bolder expressions of the artists vision in markers on white paper, macaroni on tag board, leaves melted in wax paper Like any good museum, the exhibits rotate; handsomely, haphazardly framed via magnets-on-white-enamel Read more

  • Already

    new grandchild far away our first meeting still to come; bonded by knowing   Read more

  • Felix

    new grandson has my heart, focus, whatever else he may desire ;-{) http://poetluckerate.wordpress.com/2011/11/18/first-letter-to-a-new-grandson/ Read more

  • November 12, 2011

    watched pot not boiling patience is not my virtue, overdue grandson!     http://poetluckerate.wordpress.com/2011/11/11/past-his-freshness-date/ Read more

  • Redux

    Shoes; a pair fit in my hand Shoes sometimes bronzed for museum-reverence, dusty display on living room mantle Unfathomable they once thundered across hardwood floors in a symphonic cacophony of thumping, giggles, pure joy. Little shoes; toy-like. Worn soles, tattered seams, frayed laces a dingy gray Just a pair of shoes. Hers. Two little shoes Read more