At Montauk Point, Long Island, NY - circa 1972.
This is why you were born: to silence me.
Cells of my mother and father, it is your turn
to be pivotal, to be the masterpiece.
I improvised; I never remembered.
Now it's your turn to be driven;
you're the one who demands to know . . .
Mother and Child, Louise Glück in The Seven Ages [recommended]
And he ...
He was a old soul
with new story, zero
at bone and marrow
adhering to Conrad's dictum
with little shocks and surprises
in every sentence of his book
wearing Truth as his dermis
seeking tears, not blood
And he, like all good art,
marked me for the better.