The birch, the elm, the aging spruce
Cannot restrain the restless roots
Of saplings drawn to the silent sound
Of brother’s heading skyward bound
Youthful trees spreading their wings
Dropping away childish things
Until what was there is no more
Like climbing marks on a young lads door
Michael Glassman is a 75-year-old retired Social Studies teacher living in Newburgh, N.Y.
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I applaud and admire your unforced rhymes and natural meter. Few poets achieve the quiet power you’ve created in this poem.
hello Robert:
I just read your comment about , “letting Go.” Thank you for that. It made my day. The inspiration for the poem was my grandson’s junior prom photo showing how much he has grown in such a short period of time.
FYI: i have two other poems on the google search line: Michael Glassman Poetry.
Hope you enjoy them, as well.
michael
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A lovely growing introspection of a poem.
Dear David:
Thank you for taking the time to write your positive comment about , ‘Letting Go.’
greatly appreciated. The inspiration came from viewing my grandson’s junior prom photo and how tall he had gotten, overnight.
I have two other poems which can be seen via Google Search: Michael Glassman Poetry.
michael
Love it! (grew up in Beacon. High school in Newburgh.)
Hello Bob
Fellow Hudson Valley alumni.
Thank you for taking the time to write your positive comment about , ‘Letting Go.’
greatly appreciated. The inspiration came from viewing my grandson’s junior prom photo and how tall he had gotten, overnight.
I have two other poems which can be seen via Google Search: Michael Glassman Poetry. About Beacon, I am at the Howland library theater once a month for a reading which can be seen on Yahoo : Michael Glassman hudson Valley Poets
j regards,
Michael