Bud the Teacher

    I was catching up on some poetry reading tonight.  Glad I did .  Here’s an excerpt:

an image of a moment in time so singular
that only words will serve
to etch it forever
on the patterns of my memory
to provide some comfort
when I am old
to give testimony to the painful beauty
that was my life
that is the experience of being human

I love Megan’s poetry.  You’ve got to read the whole thing to get it, though.