Dear Francine,
In sheer gratitude for you and sun and moon
of shared light and love thank you for your stream of kindnesses
and encouraging and for the whole body of your poems that indelibly
are with me always.... from a forsythia bursting free to a crab
washed ashore, feelers intact to a shy little child in the stair-well
listening in to the poolside chat on reincarnation no longer with
a stranger to a family photo album equally populated with salmon
to a husband spellbound to heat running through empty rooms to
another disguise to a mirror not properly reflecting a self image
to glowing coals soft laughter and no, the honeymoon is not over!
Much love, Tom Clausen
yet another plate
set out before me
"there's yours"