To Uncle Walt

If you are

vacant of hope

Hope is vacant

of you

 

If you are 

distant of spirit

Spirit

distant of you

 

If you are 

absent of feeling

Feeling

absent of you

 

If you are

left without love

Love is left

— without you

 

(Rereading ‘Leaves Of Grass’: July, 2025)

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