I help my mother lay a plant—
Be sad. I’ve tried. The passin’ years
But they’re all hers . . . an’ hers alone.
No voice cries out that I atone
For this . . . Though still, I breathe yo’ name,
An’ whisper, “Daddy, what a shame
I can’t draw tears from stone.”
Johnny Longfellow has served for nearly 20 years as a mentor to Newburyport, MA high school students through their Poetry Soup reading series and annual print journal. The editor of the online street-poetry site, Midnight Lane Boutique, his own poetry has recently appeared in The Five-Two, The Literary Hatchet, and The Rotary Dial.
- The Potter’s Field