2023 NaPM 25 April

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I did not say much

I did not say much
the last time
that I would see you,
in Florida.

We stood quietly
then, on the shore
of the Gulf, and watched
the sun set.

But I want you to know
Dad, that I do visit
from time to time
now,

to talk,
to the wind.

Hey Mark, this is a real heart breaker of a poem.  So spare but so poignant.

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I skimmed through most of NaPM, re-reading a lot, in trying to think about whose poem or work to address.  I just want to say it's pretty effing impressive to be with you folks, with special kudos for some I haven't encountered before (as much) like WJ James and Quix.  Though there've been times I wanted to give up, it's a charge to be in your company.  I could have written about any of a dozen more that have shown up in our group.

Anyway, big squeal from a little pig.