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Apertures
By Jack A. Urquhart ©2025For my son, Dillon, on the twelfth anniversary of his passing. Every now and then I capture an image of you, Dillon.As ever, you are hazed, wide-apertured, posed,albeit in a second-hand context:The young barista’s coffee-stained fingers, … Continue reading
If
Copyright 2025 by Jack A. Urquhart Dear Dillon. Dear Son, If you’re listening, if it matters where you are, then I hope you’ll take note: today is March 8th, which would’ve been the 46th anniversary of your birth. If only … Continue reading
Eleven
Copyright 2024 by Jack A. Urquhart(for Dillon)This year, it’s eleven.Eleven years since you left.I keep thinking about the significanceof that number. It’s prime, of course, like you, capable of being measured out by no one and nobody, but yourself and … Continue reading
Dillon’s Voice
Copyright 2024 by Jack A. Urquhart March 8, 2024: For Dillon on what would’ve been the 45th anniversary of his birth. For years, I kept recordings of your voice — tapes dating back to preschool and cassettes passed on by … Continue reading
A Letter from Dad
© 2023 by Jack A. Urquhart August 2, 2023 Dear Clangorous Son, Dear Dillon, The anniversaries keep piling up, don’t they? It’s ten years worth today, ten years of absence — long enough to assemble a shakey colossus of commemoratives. … Continue reading
Tune My Heart
For Dillon: On the occasion of what would’ve been his 44th Birthday by Jack A. Urquhart, Copyright 2023 Occasionally, two or three times a year,I tune my heart to the memory of your faceto the sound of your voice, to … Continue reading
Seattle, February 2011 (for Dillon, 03.08.1979 — 08.02.2013)
How was I to know then—in the shadow of that red lacquered library, in that misting rain? How was I to know as you sprinted Spring Street that you would never come back to me again— not the onery, flesh … Continue reading
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