In this autobiographical book of poems, the arc
of a life is considered from childhood to last days,
each poem a stop along the way.
From remembering how his mother wrote, "A bird /
skipped across the surface of the page." To considering
how he might choose to spend his last moments,
"I would read out loud / the way you sometimes
like me to, every word / a star. Brilliant, then dimming."
In this autobiographical book of poems, the arc
of a life is considered from childhood to last days,
each poem a stop along the way.
From remembering how his mother wrote, "A bird /
skipped across the surface of the page." To considering
how he might choose to spend his last moments,
"I would read out loud / the way you sometimes
like me to, every word / a star. Brilliant, then dimming."