Tag: death
member name: John F Walter
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July 07, 2007 08:09 PM EDT --
For Birdie Jaworksi, talented writer, poet and blogger, whose vision of the Internet as a catalyst for change has inspired my inner heart; and for the Iraqi people. Every day fifty or more people are being . . .
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April 15, 2009 08:35 PM EDT --
for my father, John Walter, who died April 13, 1984
Deathday.
I bear Dad´s name;
his love of history.
Alexandria´s stacks burned down
today.
JFW, 13 de abril, 2009
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July 15, 2007 12:22 PM EDT --
Sonnet elegy for Don Francisco Cara Martin, my father-in-law (1930-2002).
I never liked its name, 'Alzheimer's,´
Which brings to mind a faulty rhymer,
Who, . . .
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February 26, 2006 11:15 PM EST --
For Angela Zack
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.
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June 29, 2006 01:10 PM EDT --
for Mark Christian Klopp, troubadour, chocolatier, seer
I just found a silk souk past the Gate of Scales,
I just tasted a grape from your open mouth.
The medina spirals inward sighing genie tales
from . . .
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December 04, 2006 01:40 PM EST --
for Douglas Gilbert, sensitive teacher, soulful poet, wise children's storyteller, who has taught me new ways to express brotherly love in the emptiness.
Note: I wrote the first draft of this poem . . .
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January 08, 2008 11:22 PM EST --
For my dear friend C. Brian Maddox, distinguished writer, contemporary thinker, successful public relations executive, loving husband, caring family man and father of three, who has just . . .
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April 07, 2006 11:44 AM EDT --
for Isabel Cara Martin, with inspiration from Robert Browning
We are not a conquered people. We are not, and have never been a conquered people....We are however, today, a subjugated people. And this . . .
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April 11, 2006 06:42 AM EDT --
For Edward Nudelman, whose bedrock faith is a living choice
I have often asked myself, 'What did the Easter Islander who cut down the last palm tree say while he was doing it? Jared Diamond, in his . . .
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October 05, 2006 10:06 PM EDT --
To Laura, Ed, Will, Ludolf, Ali, Max, Jan, Marinela, Barbary, Brenda, Sonia, Amy, Hannah, Breanne, Cheryl, Magi, Nathan, Douglas, Amanda, E.B., Silvia, Jenn, Mandi, Carol, Jessie, Jacob, Carla, Annina, . . .
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July 07, 2006 06:40 PM EDT --
FOR THE SPANISH PEOPLE
(Author's Note: Early on the morning of March 11, 2004, three days before Spain's national elections, a local group of jihadist terrorists with tenuous links . . .
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April 06, 2008 02:52 PM EDT --
For Liz Rice Sosne, our Raven Spirit, who hates war and the destruction it brings intensely, but who loves and honors the men who fight it.
This poem is truly a spoken word piece, since I did . . .
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July 03, 2007 08:40 AM EDT --
For my philosopher friend Boris G., who befriended me when I couldn´t befriend myself.
"All publicity is good, except an obituary notice.¨Brendan Behan.
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February 16, 2006 05:44 AM EST --
For David Lipschultz
(1970-2004)
If ever you were walking on my road,
I would walk toward you.
If ever you were singing my song,
I would write you new words for it.
If ever you were . . .
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March 12, 2006 10:52 AM EST --
for my brother Michael Walter, 1960-1991
The cloud eats up the crow.
In the sunless pond, sticks
float by like a woman's eyes
in a mirror.
I surrender to the crying jag;
I wail.
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March 22, 2006 07:10 AM EST --
for Chris Naut (1957--1983)
Raccoon leads the way
through the descending cave
toward the shining pools
light where there's no light
Raccoon you perished under
swerving skidding bald tires . . .
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September 25, 2008 08:12 PM EDT --
For David Foster Wallace (1962-2008) who schooled us all.
I was staying in Claremont, California, less than a mile from where he taught at my old alma mater, Pomona College, considered . . .
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February 21, 2006 10:10 PM EST --
For my niece Siobhan Walter
My candle burns in sputters, its white haloed wick
much too short. In . . .
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February 27, 2006 10:54 AM EST --
for Patrick Walter
Taking the wooden blocks out of their box,
then gripping their dense shapes in tiny palms,
I nodded to my brother, and so began
the building of the temple, fort, and man.
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March 06, 2006 11:35 AM EST --
for Isabel Cara Martin & Provash Budden, mis cunados
A piso* in a house fronting an aljibe;
An aljibe** in a church facing a cross;
a cross in a plaza in front of the church;
the plaza on a hill . . .
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