Robert K Johnson Verse-Virtual 2018 December

December 2018

Born in New York City (in Elmhurst), I lived in several different places there but have memories only of The Bronx (off Fordham Road). Then my family moved out "on The Island"—to Lynbrook, where we stayed till I graduated from Hofstra (then a College). Several years after my wife, Pat, and I married, we, plus our two children, settled in the Boston area and have remained there (except for my daughter, Kate, who has lived in Manhattan for quite a while). I have been writing poetry since I was twelve (many moons ago).

GREY-HAIRED HENRY

Yes, I'm the man who stays

so long at the party
my hosts
begin to clean up—
stack dishes in the sink,
rinse out the glasses—
while I keep talking

and talking;
but I can't feel guilty
for not wanting
the party to end.

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