"Two Old Men Disputing" by Rembrandt‘So Far, So Good’ and Other Poetry by Robert Cooperman The Society November 11, 2016 Beauty, Humor, Poetry 1 Comment So Far, So Good One friend fears his father’s Alzheimer fate, another prepares herself for the end while her husband tries not to cry or state she can’t leave, but for her sake he pretends he’s as cheerful as she, as impatient for her trouble and pain to fly away: a Monarch escaping piles of excrement, into the sky’s bright blue, heavenly day. That first friend’s still sharp as a Bowie blade, but worries he’ll start forgetting everything, though he quotes more poems than sand in a spade, and can tell every batter by his swing. Me? I try to ignore my aching bones, that like rusty hinges creak, whine, and moan. Shattering the Chair During breaks, Walt sits by the candy jar, his fingers a backhoe scooping out sweets, while he regales us with how dumb we are to vote for Democrats, “Who all just bleat “And never take responsibility, cowards all.” This, from a man who must weigh over four hundred pounds, who never could see a snack without snatching it with a bray of triumph. But now, when he shifts his weight, his chair shatters as if hit by a bomb. Walt crashes down; when his terror abates, confesses, “I can’t get up,” with alarm. He’s red-faced, ashamed that he needs our aid; four of us haul him up, while he gasps, afraid. The Fiercest Even you, our most alive, fall and break, and after that breaking you’re swept away. But before you go, what beauty you make for those of us who recall you and stay behind, for our less vivid share of years, and think of you with only love and joy, nor allow ourselves to melt into tears that rust sweet memory’s precious alloy. For how much poorer, drabber we’d become without remembering the fires in our hearts your passion lit; your life a wild-beating drum whose rhythm we followed in fits and starts. But dear Liz, you’re free, at last, of pain, while we ache, never to see you again. Robert Cooperman is a poet living in Denver, Colorado. Related Post Essay: ‘Poetry Matters’ by Bruce Wren LC An Introduction to Poetry and its Place in an Integral Human Formation Introduction It is well known to most sensible educators that one of the f... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail One Response Elizabeth Boquet November 23, 2016 Oh! How well I can relate to the first sonnet in this series, “So far, so good”! Exactly. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.