Your Last Day

Your Last Day

I wasn’t prepared

for that last day

like I should have been—

the new year meant a new job

and more money and no you

to talk to anymore

as we sipped our coffee

from those mugs you made

out of red clay,

and I broke one

a few years ago

and almost cried because

it meant so much and

I knew I only had

three more chances

to keep you forever

in this solid form

with those shallow spirals

made by your fingers

as the clay spun inside your palms—

and even though I knew

I’d never give you these poems

I wasn’t prepared

to hear that this

was your last day

and there won’t be another chance

if I ever change my mind.

 

 

 

DeMaris Gaunt

11-30-13

Published by demarisgaunt

I currently live in Greenwood, Indiana. I love to listen to music, books on CD, podcasts or NPR as I work in my studio.  My favorite artists are Andrew Wyeth and Edward Hopper. I love poetry, but only the good stuff that isn’t so abstract I can’t understand it. Abstraction better lends itself to visual art, I think. Stephen Dunn is my favorite poet. He’s said just about anything that can be said about the inner workings of the heart and mind. My favorite novel is Atonement by Ian McEwan. My all time favorite band is The Cure. I love science, and anything that relates to how the mind works. I don’t believe in the supernatural. If I could meet anyone in the world, it would be Richard Dawkins or Steven Pinker. If you don’t buy my art or read my poetry, buy one of their books. It will enrich if not change your life.  My favorite things to do are hiking, kayaking and camping. My favorite food is so common, I’ll keep you in suspense (It starts with a P). I prefer chocolate to vanilla. Green is my favorite color. I have an aversion to planning or scheduling of any kind, and I live for spontaneous adventures! Telephone conversations make me anxious, and I avoid them at almost all cost. I had a happy childhood. I’m having a pretty fantastic adulthood. I have every intention of seeing my 100th birthday, after which I will happily relinquish my guts to the future of medicine. Cheers! ~DeMaris

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