I am connected to Lindsay
We are really into our notebooks
I am connected to Sarah
When she was my 18 year-old student I was her 39 year-old prof
I am connected to Jane
We’re into the Chinese
I am connected to Chris
What would Fridays be without her?
I am connected to Brandon
We’re both bereft of our mothers
I am connected to Erin
She’s been a gentle Zen Master to me
I am connected to Lindsay
Whenever we hear the word “Monseñor” we get chills
I am connected to Jason
We’ve both lost people absolutely central to us
I am connected to Cami
Our ancestors breathed the Polish air
I am connected to Jenn
She’s been my teacher since 2007
I am connected to Matthew
Forest Park Southeast has been home
I am connected to Fatima
She knows indispensable way to happiness
I am connected to Te
Our conversations are like those Mev and I had 25 years ago
I am connected to Carol
From that class four years ago she started writing and hasn’t stopped since
I am connected to Madalyn
She’s living out my dream of an Indian life
I’m connected to Alicia
Palestine got under her skin like it did mine
I am connected to Sarah
St. William a life raft for both of us
I am connected to Susan
Still water beautiful deep
I am connected to Lucy
Alexis Lassus told me I’d fall in love with her (“Everybody does”)
I am connected to Kelley
Because she loves Neruda, I mail her a poem every Wednesday
I am connected to Michelle
Vietnam has a place in our soul
I am connected to Taggert and Colleen
Scores of memories and references to 1840 Hogan Street
I am connected to Magan
My heart so full I write down the overflow as poems
This is the way it is
This is the way it has been
This is the way it ever shall be—
We are connected
–to the gang in Writing Meditation class;
November 2013; Spring Avenue
