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The thing about missing people is that I miss too many people:

people I cared about and who cared about me— not all of the time,

but a good deal of the time.

The people who seemed to care the most were relatives, which is no

surprise since I grew up knowing these people and had the most

important connection with them. I’m speaking of my parents, a few aunts,

and a couple of cousins— but there were also friends and teachers

with whom I worked and knew for many years.

I guess the main reason why I’m writing this is because I’m feeling sad

at the moment thinking of these people, including a fellow poet friend

that I knew for over forty years–who just passed the other day.

All I can say is that it’s hard to keep losing people, while I continue

to remain . . .

Appeared in Orange Juice, Mid 2014– Journal defunct.                                                                                    Jeffrey