Monday, November 5, 2012

A Poem by Rick Hartwell


The allusive illusion of youth:
All too brief and ill-spent too soon.
Surrounded by a universe of death,
The scaley synapses of years,
Each one connected to the next,
Act as tumblers to the vault of your life.

Rick Hartwell is a retired middle school (remember, the hormonially-challenged?) English teacher living in Moreno Valley, California, with his wife of thirty-six years (poor soul, her, not him), their disabled daughter, one of their sons and his ex-wife and their two children, and eleven cats. Yes, eleven! He believes in the succinct, that the small becomes large; and, like the Transcendentalists and William Blake, that the instant contains eternity. Given his “druthers,” if he’s not writing poetry, Rick would rather still be tailing plywood in a mill in Oregon.

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