Sunday

My Favorite Poet of the Week-Jennifer Wheelock

I discovered Jennifer's poem MY MOTHER CALLS TO SAY SOMEONE HAS DIED in River Styx 84.


I'll be sorry then, sorry for everything:
...most of all, for traveling
the world but seldom coming home.


Jennifer's description of her relatives reminds us of people we know.

My 90 year old great aunt Vada
only moans and holds up two fingers.
Like in a game of charades,
we try to guess what she tries to say...

I look forward to reading more from Jennifer Wheelock.

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