For TAPS, for Phil
Reading TAPS just now, in her comments describing her grandson Phil, I remembered a pair of poems written in response to a challenge: to write one in traditional rhyming form, and another in blank verse and based on a picture, a sketch of a Downs toddler. SLOW So steady and intent your gaze staring at me as my patience frays... So long it takes to tell you anything, to watch you process what the world brings. You don't know, not yet at any rate, my anger and dismay at this, our fate: Yours, to... Sign in to see full entry.