Tag Archives: Jack A. Urquhart

Road to Le Mont Saint-Michel

Posted on October 24, 2014 by jaurquhart

Copyright 2014 by Jack A. Urquhart October 21, 2014: In the front seat of our rented Peugeot 308, my spouse Raymond and our French friend Véronique, joust and parry verbally (good naturedly, of course!) like an old married couple. Their … Continue reading →

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Train to Chartres

Posted on October 21, 2014 by jaurquhart

Copyright 2014 by Jack a Urquhart This morning we–my partner and I and our lovely French friend Véronique–are on the train to Chartres. It’s a place I first read about fifty (ahem) something years ago: Life Magazine. Mr. Joyner’s 8th … Continue reading →

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Twenty-four thousand one hundred thirty-seven days, by @jackaurquhart

Posted on September 18, 2014 by jaurquhart

©2014 by Jack A. Urquhart     786 words Lately, I have been thinking about the passage of time and how quickly our individual allotments pile up—and how meaningfully. Or not. There is nothing new in this, of course. We … Continue reading →

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Haiku for My Son, by @jackaurquhart

Posted on August 3, 2014 by jaurquhart

For Dillon Tyler Urquhart March 8, 1979—August 2, 2013 ©2014 by Jack A. Urquhart  

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You Don’t Say, free verse by @jackaurquhart

Posted on July 11, 2014 by jaurquhart

©2014 by Jack Andrew Urquhart People say the damnedest things, people meaning, you, of course— say you can’t stand your mother, whose definition of trauma is a frizzled permanent wave. Say that your children’s lunacy makes of you a mental … Continue reading →

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Surrendering to Cliché, free verse by @jackaurquhart

Posted on July 6, 2014 by jaurquhart

©2014 by Jack A. Urquhart One after another, they fall— chestnuts from the hospital bed, the utterances of old age: “ ‘Beats me, how time gets away,” she crepitates, this crisp of sun-dried human being, this wisp of ossified womanhood. … Continue reading →

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Queer Science: free verse by @jackaurquhart

Posted on May 21, 2014 by jaurquhart

©2014 by Jack A. Urquhart Do you know Einstein’s Law of Photoelectric Effect— how electrons can lose their metallic bonds, become sub-atomic emissions, spun solo into space? Well, neither do I.  Not really. Only layman’s knowledge. Just enough to speculate, … Continue reading →

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“March”: a poem by @jackaurquhart

Posted on April 30, 2014 by jaurquhart

(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 →

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A Birthday Wish For Dillon, by @jackaurquhart

Posted on March 7, 2014 by jaurquhart

©2014 by Jack Andrew Urquhart 682 words Dear Dillon, Dear Son, It’s March again—what would have been your thirty-fifth birthday arriving hard and heavy on the heels of Ash Wednesday this year. I say hard and heavy because it feels … Continue reading →

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When God Happens, by @jackaurquhart

Posted on February 19, 2014 by jaurquhart

© 2014 by Jack A. Urquhart     562 words I have been thinking a lot about God and religion lately or, perhaps more aptly, about the place that notions of Deity figure in my life.  Which is not typically a … Continue reading →

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