I discovered Philip Terman’s poetry at the Chautauqua Institution, where he read one summer afternoon on the wide front porch of the literary arts building alongside my friend Maureen Ryan Griffin. I appreciate the soul woven through his poems, and I particularly thought this one was appropriate for a long holiday weekend when many of us will find family gatherings replaced by swaths of time.
“...Some days
you have to unplug the phone and step
out to the porch and rock all afternoon...”
The fly agrees.