I was in Omaha this week, for an interview with Al Kresta, and that gave me the chance to see my old friend Jack, too -- to catch up, talk over coffee, and remember the many incarnations of our friendship.
by Carl Dennis
If you're not approaching, I hope at least
You're off to comfort someone who needs you more,
Not lost wandering aimlessly
Or drawn to the shelter of well-lit rooms
Where people assume you've arrived already.
If you're coming this way, send me the details—
(Read the rest here, at The Writer's Almanac.)
Random Noodling has the round up.