Recent Coments
TermiteWriter on Raymond Boyington, 9.1941… 
“Writing so beautiful it sings” David G. Hallman, author, August Farewell, and Searching for Gilead
Tag Archives: Prose Poetry
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
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged death and bereavement, death of a child, Dillon T. Urquhart, Dillon Tyler Urquhart, Dillon Urquhart, EvryManJac, Father's grief, Grief Loss and Bereavement, grief management, grieving processes, Jack A. Urquhart, parental grief, Prose poem, Prose Poetry
Leave a comment
Steel, a prose poem by @EvryManJac
©2019 by Jack A. Urquhart Stainless steel was the medium he favored, forever hard and utilitarian— the price my father paid to make his way in the world. And sometimes, small in his shadow, I would watch from a distance, … Continue reading
Red Dwarf Trope, prose poem by @EvryManJac
©2018 by Jack A. Urquhart I don’t know much about red dwarfs, no expert of celestial bodies here; not an astronomer, not even an astrologer casting about for friendly signs and symbols, a star-lit chart to some heavenly happiness. I … Continue reading
Hobo’s Dream, prose poem by @EvryManJac
Hobo’s Dream © 2018 by Jack A. Urquhart In a hometown dream, I tramp familiar streets, gnarly stick thrown o’er my shoulder wags a hobo’s satchel banner, its colors bandana red, white, paisley. Worn … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged Aging, EvryManJac, Jack A. Urquhart, Jack Andrew Urquhart, Prose poem, Prose Poetry
1 Comment
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
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
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
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
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
Every Man Jack ... 