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Dillon, In No Particular Order, a prose poem by @EvryManJac
©2018 by Jack A. Urquhart Here you come ‘round again it’s five years now since you took your leave and still these parceled posts arrive in the present tense mementos of you come home again … Continue reading
Red Dwarf Trope, prose poem by @EvryManJac
©2018 by Jack A. Urquhart I don’t know much about red dwarfs, no expert of celestial bodies here; not an astronomer, not even an astrologer casting about for friendly signs and symbols, a star-lit chart to some heavenly happiness. I … Continue reading
Hobo’s Dream, prose poem by @EvryManJac
Hobo’s Dream © 2018 by Jack A. Urquhart In a hometown dream, I tramp familiar streets, gnarly stick thrown o’er my shoulder wags a hobo’s satchel banner, its colors bandana red, white, paisley. Worn … Continue reading
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Two Poems, @EvryManJac: There is a Bell; Little Wonder
There is a Bell ©2018 by Jack A. Urquhart (for Dillon) There is a bell pendulous and rusting heavy in the tower of my still-beating heart Amidst the calmest hour I can hear its … Continue reading
I Haven’t Forgotten, prose poem by @evrymanJac
Copyright 2017 by Jack A. Urquhart In case you’re wondering, I haven’t forgotten, ‘though it is many years. I haven’t forgotten the way you came howling into the world, red … Continue reading
Penitence, a prose poem by @EvryManJac
©2017 by Jack A. Urquhart Just so you know: I have my regrets. Doesn’t everybody? And yes, I am sorry— sorry for the grief I’ve caused. That, in a nutshell, is the story … Continue reading
Breach of Trust, prose poem by Jack A. Urquhart @EvryManJac
© 2017 by Jack A. Urquhart It seemed like nothing at the time all those many years ago, no more than an instant’s frustration when I stooped to let you go— just the fruit of … Continue reading
An American’s Parisian Dream @EvryManJac
Copyright 2016 by Jack A. Urquhart Paris, winter, 2016. We are here in the French capital again, my spouse Raymond and I, visiting dear friends for most of the month. Ray, who has an extensive history of European travel to his … Continue reading
Residue: a prose poem, @EvryManJac
©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart (for D.T.U.) He wears loss ‘round his neck— scintilla of ashes, bone, dust— a steely, encapsulating talisman, storied against his heart. His fingers oil the patina to a shade of smoky-gray. This grief is a … Continue reading
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