Poem of the Week, by Bob Hicok

6 thoughts on “Poem of the Week, by Bob Hicok”

  1. Omg. I read the poem, then read it again. I turn my head sideways. With these words, with this alignment, he sets the scene, holds the telephone up to my ear. I hear the voice at the other end break, smell that sizzling steak. How does he do that? How?

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    1. I’m glad to hear this, Kas. I feel the same way about this poem. As for the tears, I hope they helped. . . XO

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