You will not be forgotten in a lush forest of life’s lessons, or on a solitary path into the gloaming. We feel your presence and hear a voice leading from your poems. Now, in blindness, what more will you give? Does hope still hold? What brings joy? Your name lives… in words, in trees “the only hope is to be the daylight.” ~ W.S. Merwin
© 2020 Antoni Ooto
Antoni Ooto is an internationally published poet and flash fiction writer.
Well-known for his abstract expressionist art, Antoni now adds his voice to poetry.
Reading and studying the works of many poets has opened another means of self-expression. His recent poems have been published in Amethyst Review, The BeZine, The Poet Magazine, The Active Muse, The Wild Word, and a number of journals and anthologies. He lives and works in upstate New York with his wife, poet and storyteller, Judy DeCroce (whose work appears elsewhere in this issue).
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This is a fine piece of poetry and a worthy tribute to Jamie, Antoni. Thank you for sharing it with us.
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