Here's my birthday poem to Sabine:
last year
we went to milwaukee
the pfister and the ballet
just hoping
just praying
that a year from then
we would still be together
snow they say
can it be spring?
it’s the 5th of april
we hear birds and
remember what
we hoped & prayed for
came
to be
it’s not the pfister
this year
nor the ballet
we attended
but still
the room
the day
yesterday in milwaukee
it’s more exquisite
more wonderful
even blessed
as we awake on
our birthday
in bed again
not sick
nor particularly worried
because
again
still
we have each other
and this is so so
good
and you are still
in both
my dreams
and next to me
