Today’s poem is “The Last Time” by Marie Howe from the collection What The Living Do. The book is available for purchase here.
The Last Time by Marie Howe
The last time we had dinner together in a restaurant
with white tablecloths, he leaned forward
and took my two hands in his hands and said,
I’m going to die soon. I want you to know that.
And I said, I think I do know.
And he said, What surprises me is that you don’t.
And I said, I do. And he said, What?
And I said, Know that you’re going to die.
And he said, No, I mean know that you are.
Prompts:
1. Begin with “The last time we had dinner…” 2. Begin with “What surprises me…” 3. Draft a poem that contains a conversation. 4. Draft an elegy. To read more about an elegy click here.
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