I discovered this poem on the lovely A Year of Being Here blog, a great source of mindful poetry that seeks to do much of what I hope to do with the poetry box — invite a pause, invite a reflection. I don’t know David Watts’ poetry, but I know that he is a doctor alongside being a poet, and I know that the intimacy that exists or can exist between patient and physician—and here between father and son—is central to his work.
Stars care of Courtney. Posting care of Meredith. Abundance of green and flowers care of the surprise of summer rains in Texas.
“...how lovely it is to be with each other
in the long, resilient mornings.”
