Prompt: Write a poem in the form of a letter to
someone who has died. Maybe the individual
is a friend or relative, maybe someone famous you have never met. Use the poem
as a device to connect present with the past using images to share what you are
feeling. End the poem with something you
wish the person would have known when s/he was alive.
I last saw you on the Blue Line to Logan.
You would have been fifty-six in 2016
if you hadn’t flown that Piper into the night.
You had every gift but the length of years.
Your family mourned.
The nation mourned.
You could have changed history.
Bigly.
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