“My Grandma Sadie” by Michael Estabrook

 

One of the survey questions
was to name a few
of the key influential people in my life.
I didn’t have to think about it long:
Shakespeare, Dante, Mozart,
Whitman, Thoreau, and my Grandma Sadie.
just noticed that none of them
are still alive, but that doesn’t
stop me from talking
to them regularly. Fortunately,
I suppose, my Grandma Sadie
is the only one who ever
feels impelled to talk back.

 

 

Michael Estabrook says he’s been writing poetry for so long that Methuselah should be
taking notice. In reality, he adds, time is simply doing its thing streaking ahead blithely pulling all of us along for the wild ride whether we like it or not. All of which reminds him that he’s published 15 chapbooks over the years. The last one that just came out was about his Dad. Before that was the one “when Patti would fall asleep” — about his wife. Mike’s a family man and we welcome him to our r.kv.r.y family with open arms.

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