Antxon works as a lifeguard at the pool where my kids take swim lessons. When my little guy plunged too far from the edge, Antxon held out a pole to pull him back safely to the side. The Stranger: Antxon The Word: Bright The poem I wrote: We are higher than the fogcan reach; you…
Articles from February 2019
The word: Transportation
I met Fred at a friend’s dinner party. In meeting him, I met three generations, for he was there with his daughter and grown granddaughter. We talked about cities and transportation. This poem combines his word with the wintertime loss of our family’s pet mice: Coralina and Sparkles. The poem’s tentative title is “The Third…
The word: Empower
Dear readers, happy early Valentine’s Day and welcome back to Poetry for Strangers. I’ve taken a break for two months—two months in which much has happened: The major thing that happened is that my beloved grandfather, subject of my biography Energy, died at the amazing age of 103. This has been a strange process, being grandfathered—sitting snugly…