The old man
is sitting
in Doctor Cohen's waiting room
and his thoughts
go wandering
out the door
down the stairs
out of the house
and to the intersection
then round the corner
and all the way to Paraguay
where he had been happy
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Author:
Norman Flagtea (
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Comments1
This is delightful. A witty and imaginative piece, full of respect, bittersweet sentimentality, and deep humanity.
Thank you, Jeff. (That's your name, isn't it?)
I saw your comment only now and feel flattered that THE poet of these pages liked my work. I really like your poems (all of them!) and could easily have added to the many comments you have received...
The list of poets you like is quite an inspiration and invitation. Thank you for everything!
Yes, Jeff. Waiting Room is just perfect. It's a mini-tour de force, a short adventure, like a little Odyssey for the old man, off to the land of Oz, Never Never Land.
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