Poetry

Epistle: November Poem

By markthegrey

I am a biologist, author, poet, professor, and parent. I nest in Aurora, IL with my spouse and about two to four kids.

There you’ve gone and done it again. It’s a really, really big wake, Mark; it will never stop moving people. xox

Thanks Paula! Virtual hugs to you. I call this my accidental ecstatic poem.

I love your thoughts in this poem… the cold air parting and coming together… the leaving of a ripple… and the giving in to ecstasy!

Thank you so much!

You are welcome!