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Dillon by Proxy (in the Coffee Shop) prose poem by @EvryManJac
For my son, Dillon (March 8, 1979–August 2, 2013) ©2020 by Jack A. Urquhart Yesterday in a coffee shop, in an incidence of unabashed affection, I saw a man lean to plant a kiss atop his preteen son’s head. The … Continue reading
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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
Mixed Metaphors (prose poem)
©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart For Dillon 03.08.1979—08.02.2013 They say being alive is a concatenation of scenes, the sum of which equals a singular human performance. So it is no surprise that since … Continue reading
Say ‘Cheese’! A Birthday Letter to my Son
©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart (Dillon Tyler Urquhart 03.08.1979—08.02.2013) Dear Dillon, Today, with your birthday coming on, I tried from old photographs to summon some smile-making memories, a few happy commemoratives from all those “say ‘cheese’!” moments. But it seems … Continue reading
For All I Care, a prose poem
©2015 by Jack A. Urquhart (For Dillon) In another dream You return to me, arms outstretched, a child again asking to be held. The weight of you against my quickening heart is like … Continue reading
A Birthday Remembrance for my Son
©2015 by Jack A. Urquhart 700 words Today is my son’s birthday. Dillon Tyler Urquhart was born March 8, 1979, in Boulder, Colorado. Had he lived, he would’ve been 36 years old—more than old enough to be a father himself. … Continue reading
“March”: a poem by @jackaurquhart
(Some free verse … for my son, Dillon) March You were tardy aborning, a day late and mad — —as a March hare; it took a suction cap to coax you into the world. Pushed to fight or flight, a … Continue reading
As real as ever, by @jackaurquhart
In Memoriam, Dillon Tyler Urquhart, 3.08.1979 – 8.02.2013 ©2013 by Jack A. Urquhart 370 words Dear Dillon, Dear Son, You are much on my mind today. It has been 72 days now. You’d think that would be long enough, wouldn’t … Continue reading
A Rocky Mountain Lullaby (For Dillon), by @jackaurquhart
©2013 by Jack A. Urquhart (1115 words) September 17, 2013 Dear Dillon, Dear Son, I have been thinking about your early years, trying to remember some of the salient moments of your childhood, events that seem conspicuous in terms of … Continue reading
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