Showers over Windermere from Holbeck Lane near Troutbeck.

Dads. (For Ben, Dan, Mark and Heath.)

March 4, 2020

Robin just showed me 16 of his musings from Maui.  Not quite finished or just finished – unreleased poems about finding Leonard Cohen, the Obelisk in Buenos Aires, interval training, ice-skating on the river, MLK’s Dream, little kids on the beach, desire and the Pope!!

I stole this one when he was resting after kicking my ass on our daily bike ride in Carefree, Arizona.  (Sorry mate.)

It says everything about Dads and kids.

Play Catch

Catch?  Yeah, a simple

game of catch.

Get a softball, tennis

ball, football, doesn’t

matter, any kind.

Ask him

out to the street, into

the back yard.

Start easy

with that first toss,

increase the distance


you – until

the space is just

right.  Back,

forth, easy.

Find the rhythm

between you.

Have some fun, back

and forth.

You’ll learn something,

so will he.


I don’t know, that’s

why you have

to play catch with

your Dad.



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