Papa Poet

Christmas is a nexus of faith and family. Intimate faith. Immediate family. About 30 years ago I began the tradition of writing the verse in my wife’s Christmas card. Most are serious. Some are not. Several years ago she was in a leg cast for the entire Christmas […]

This poem is for my wife of nearly forty years. We recently visited the city of her difficult childhood for the first time. I stand in awe. I rest in her love.

Champaign
Six, eight, ten years old
all of those, none of those
but no more than ten
blocks to school
under the railroad
through the park (except […]