"I see you on the couch, blood draining, tumor rising, while across town in the laboratory petri dishes your diagnosis gels." Thus begins Emerson Gilmore's chronicle of a life being taken by the big C. These touching poems range from sad to quizzical to manic. The disembodied spirit of Inez, his best friend's mother, informs from the grave. Gilmore invites us to share his daily struggle as he watches and listens to his sister decline and rise and decline again until she ultimately triumphs in a death marked by grace and promise. These poems come from the heart and reach into the heart. They...
"I see you on the couch, blood draining, tumor rising, while across town in the laboratory petri dishes your diagnosis gels." Thus begins Emerson Gilm...
These human and humane poems run from belly-shaking laughter to poems of grief, loss and change, both good and bad. They were written during the eight months the author lived in Northern, VA and met with the members of the Writers' Roundtable at the Leesburg, VA Senior Center. The people there were all of uncommon life achievement and decency. In short, they made it a great place for a writer new to the community to resume a writing career that had been comfortable in Hebron, CT for fifteen years. The poems resonate with life and are warmly dedicated to the members of the Roundtable.
These human and humane poems run from belly-shaking laughter to poems of grief, loss and change, both good and bad. They were written during the eight...
