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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Robert W. King

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Storm Systems

I phone my father, five hundred miles away,
who's watching the early storm on the new TV
I bought for his ninetieth birthday, warmly safe
in front of the blocked traffic, snowed-in airports,
everything that cancels our best intentions.

I assure him we're all right in our bad weather
but he doesn't seem worried about us at all.
He rushes on to tell me his news,
all the things he's seen from where he sits,
all the things he ever wanted me to know.