Best Friend
and a sentence or two about yesterday. Thank you all thank you for writing to me about poems. Mine and other people's. Only one person wanted other people's poems. Someone said I was like Walter Winchell sending poems. Walter Winchell made me happy. Maybe I am. I'll keep trying this.
Best Friend
What you know best is hardest to describe. Maybe not for you but for me.
We were young. We were all young once. What’s obvious in life can be most elusive.
We were young for so many years before we weren’t. We were in college when we met. You talked a lot. So did I.
We have talked on the phone every day for forty years. What is it we don’t say To one anther? That’s what I wonder now.