@FirstFlakes Jenny, good to hear from you. Been a tough year: lost both my parents this past year... No excuse not to at least try and say something profound about stupid separations, for whatever reasons--I could do that. But I'll just say Welcome back!
Great writing, Roy, I recognised that emotion when cards and letters sent to parents from years ago reappear, almost as one's own legacy. It can be so touching, revealing, to discover what your parents saved and cherished for so long.
@andrewnorris2 Thanks, Andrew. Tough year, this past one. Lost my mother in April, then my dad followed seven months later. But they had lived a good, full life. Lucky, really.
@twohawksfucking Thanks for sharing this, my sympathies to you. I know one should feel lucky if one's folks exceed the alloted 3 score years and ten but lose is lose, nevertheless. Though I am sure you take comfort in that they lived ful lives.
@tinySpectacle You nailed it: it's very much the feel of the inevitability of the choices made that seals the deal between writer and reader, so to speak. And one never knows, does one? Thanks, Lo.
@Idlinfarm Not so much a dark time as a time wherein the light is "reduced," so to speak--kind of like living in Iowa (even with this mild winter!) after 5 years in the Sunshine State, which I miss every day. Thanks for stopping by...
Hi Roy! Jenny Shaw here. Great stuff...Listening to you reading makes me miss you and Gloria and the good old days.
FirstFlakes 2 weeks ago
@FirstFlakes Jenny, good to hear from you. Been a tough year: lost both my parents this past year... No excuse not to at least try and say something profound about stupid separations, for whatever reasons--I could do that. But I'll just say Welcome back!
Best to you, and to Shawn--and the girls!
Roy
twohawksfucking 2 weeks ago
great ending..jarring start original for being borrowed or found, very much enjoyed...the best r.p.
rpVerlaine 3 weeks ago
@rpVerlaine Thanks so much for that, rp.
twohawksfucking 3 weeks ago
Great writing, Roy, I recognised that emotion when cards and letters sent to parents from years ago reappear, almost as one's own legacy. It can be so touching, revealing, to discover what your parents saved and cherished for so long.
andrewnorris2 3 weeks ago
@andrewnorris2 Thanks, Andrew. Tough year, this past one. Lost my mother in April, then my dad followed seven months later. But they had lived a good, full life. Lucky, really.
twohawksfucking 3 weeks ago
@twohawksfucking Thanks for sharing this, my sympathies to you. I know one should feel lucky if one's folks exceed the alloted 3 score years and ten but lose is lose, nevertheless. Though I am sure you take comfort in that they lived ful lives.
andrewnorris2 3 weeks ago
*viewing discreetly.
SlacktiveInAction 3 weeks ago
@SlacktiveInAction I hear that. And I thank you for taking time with the work...
twohawksfucking 3 weeks ago
Wow. A stunning poem, Roy. I'm amazed where you start and where you end up...feels surprising yet totally inevitable too. Thanks for posting this.
tinySpectacle 3 weeks ago
@tinySpectacle You nailed it: it's very much the feel of the inevitability of the choices made that seals the deal between writer and reader, so to speak. And one never knows, does one? Thanks, Lo.
twohawksfucking 3 weeks ago
I really like what you did here... faved and facebooked! :P
DavidRandallCurtis 3 weeks ago
@DavidRandallCurtis Thanks so much, David. I keep plugging away!
Hope you're well... (Roy)
twohawksfucking 3 weeks ago
Interesting poem, though a dark time. Probably the best thing about a family member's death is the reunion it brings about.
Idlinfarm 3 weeks ago
@Idlinfarm Not so much a dark time as a time wherein the light is "reduced," so to speak--kind of like living in Iowa (even with this mild winter!) after 5 years in the Sunshine State, which I miss every day. Thanks for stopping by...
twohawksfucking 3 weeks ago