Category Archives: Felix

The Letter

Dear Grandchildren: There is irony in that the last thing you will ever forget will be one of your firsts crush love kiss sex broken heart first to never be forgotten first to stick with you first to make you … Continue reading

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Changing of the Guardians

Changing diapers we once foolishly hoped were a passing fad too soon wistfully outgrew all-star wrestling bouts on sopping pads consoled ourselves with years of wiping runny noses becoming laser-precise, discreetly or not plucking odd clumps from noses, Cheerios from … Continue reading

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Waiting for Felix

Quintessentially American; refrigerator door Louvre stylistically Picassoesque, Daliesque though Dadaism and Mamaism predominate as pudgy-finger tempera on newsprint evolved into more complex designs, bolder expressions of the artists vision in markers on white paper, macaroni on tag board, leaves melted … Continue reading

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Already

new grandchild far away our first meeting still to come; bonded by knowing  

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Felix

new grandson has my heart, focus, whatever else he may desire ;-{) http://poetluckerate.wordpress.com/2011/11/18/first-letter-to-a-new-grandson/

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November 12, 2011

watched pot not boiling patience is not my virtue, overdue grandson!     http://poetluckerate.wordpress.com/2011/11/11/past-his-freshness-date/

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Redux

Shoes; a pair fit in my hand Shoes sometimes bronzed for museum-reverence, dusty display on living room mantle Unfathomable they once thundered across hardwood floors in a symphonic cacophony of thumping, giggles, pure joy. Little shoes; toy-like. Worn soles, tattered … Continue reading

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