Bob Hicok was born in 1960 in Michigan and worked for many years in the automotive die industry.
Beautiful.. I wonder if this poem doesn't have three generations. For me the poem turns at "I don't know why it's so hard..", for every father was once a son. Critics becomes poets again, and *this poem* is for his own father..
Thank you for sharing this one Sean.
Beautiful.. I wonder if this poem doesn't have three generations. For me the poem turns at "I don't know why it's so hard..", for every father was once a son. Critics becomes poets again, and *this poem* is for his own father..
Thank you for sharing this one Sean.