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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
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
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
Not on Your Life: a prose poem
©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart We said our farewells in Seattle; You, heading off to the library in a misting rain, I, preoccupied with transit arrangements, flight delays. But I remember the smoky … Continue reading
Space (a prose poem)
©2015 by Jack A. Urquhart (for Dillon from Dad) I dreamt of us again last night: You, sullen and scowling, opting for deep space; Me, drawn to your furtive luster, wondering how, from where we began, we’d opened this gravity-bound … 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
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