The Day Kurt Vonnegut Died
By the way it was yesterday
I only heard it today, dead
So now I know I'll very likely
Have to wait until we're both dead
When we have more in common
I can meet him then
Although I was in New York just last month
Manhatten at that
All I saw were famous faces
We may have met already
Yet his books met me young
Returning through age delightfully
He gave me sage advice
Encouraging sight beyond my eyes
This reader and all the rest
Under a lamp at night with Kurt
JM -4-12-7
1 comment:
All of his moments are still there... like houses in a row on a street...
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