Poetry
Winter 1982
The Ghost of a Ghost
I The pleasures I took from life were simple things—to play catch in the evenings with my son, or tease my daughter (whom I addressed as Princess Pea), or to […]
Poetry
Summer 1981
Old Hat
It was like you, so considerate a man, to have your papers in order, to leave your belongings neat; while compelled to grieve, we were spared the hard, niggling tasks […]