I've been reading and rereading this. It's captivating and beautiful. What you probably don't know is how birds followed us on Nat's journey away from us. House sparrows who showed up in the house and had to be caught by a friend as Nat lay dying. Robins by the dozens covering the terraced beds he built. A barred owl who seemed to be waiting for me on one of our downed trunks after Helene. In 40 years here I've heard them often but never seen one. I'll be treasuring always how you've captured these mysteries.
That you! The poem seems like such a frail, silly tribute--mere words--to a man who was a pillar of my childhood and of course of a whole community. I'm honored that you read it and mesmerized by this story. Winged things as messengers. Surely a sign of his quality! Thank you for sharing this.
I've been reading and rereading this. It's captivating and beautiful. What you probably don't know is how birds followed us on Nat's journey away from us. House sparrows who showed up in the house and had to be caught by a friend as Nat lay dying. Robins by the dozens covering the terraced beds he built. A barred owl who seemed to be waiting for me on one of our downed trunks after Helene. In 40 years here I've heard them often but never seen one. I'll be treasuring always how you've captured these mysteries.
That you! The poem seems like such a frail, silly tribute--mere words--to a man who was a pillar of my childhood and of course of a whole community. I'm honored that you read it and mesmerized by this story. Winged things as messengers. Surely a sign of his quality! Thank you for sharing this.
Really lovely, Alex. I'm glad you're continuing to write.
Thank you! I learned from the best.
To say that your poetry improves or shows maturity of the writer seems shallow. I'm touched by your gift. Thank you.
You're too kind! Honored by this.