what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

Replying to pilder, who said...

my kids said "dad why don't you ever smile on the weekends?" which made me realize I need to lighten up a bit. Bike rides with them make me smile... not that this poem is light but I read it this morning with a new perspective and cut and pasted it here from the January 2020 issue of Poetry

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