Dear Wife,…


…you’ve sweetly saved the poems i’ve written you for 39 years,

kept them in boxes tucked around the house

until they spilled out from one room to another,

until you rented the storage unit.


if one day you decide to haul them all out,

to hire fork-lifts to pile them on pallets in the back yard

and then if once more you read them all again, one after another,

in sunshine and also in darkness to the light of a coleman lantern,

ignoring the national media showing up

in their vans with radar dishes on top,

ignoring the inevitable invitations for interviews

flooding in from CBS, NBC, CNN, and Animal Planet,


could you, having survived days on little more than

grilled cheese sandwiches and chai latte tea,

could you, after having finally read the last poem while the

USC marching band roared away in front of our house

and while overhead the Goodyear Blimp did a slow fly-over,

whipping up neighborhood children into crazy ecstasy,

could you then, even then, begin to comprehend

how much i have loved you all of these years?


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I've been writing mostly poetry for many years and have gotten a number of works accepted in publications and anthologies. I'm most interested in communicating with poets for whom craft is a high priority. I enjoy finding and commenting on poetic gems in other people's work. For my own work, I welcome polite comments, whether positive or critical.

2 thoughts on “Dear Wife,…”

  1. What a beautiful poem… There is so beautiful touches in this poem, of course love is great, but both the man and woman are great… How impressed me. Thank you, it was nice to meet with your poetry and blog that I came here from my dear blogger friend, N Filbert’s blog. With my Love, nia

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