Tag Archives: Jack Andrew Urquhart

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

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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

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Poem for a lost child @EvryManJac

       

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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

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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

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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

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Last Words: A Marriage Memory (prose poem)

            ©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart I’m through talking to you, she said, in her best aggrieved spousal tone—this before launching a litany of worst-case marital woes. Quite a list it was, and accurate; something … Continue reading

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