https://www.podomatic.com/podcasts/charlespoet/episodes/2022-07-04T13_04_17-07_00
He’s gone
Another poet dead and buried
He shot pomp and circumstance in the head
He wasn’t full of shit and pathos like too many Cleveland poets
First time I saw him read I felt both unnerved and like I’d been hugged by the universe
His hunger never abated and his quest for knowledge was never satiated
He was the very first poet astronaut I’ve ever met. He introduced me to
the cosmos when he laid down his words like a red carpet of blood and
synapses
The news of his passing punched me in the gut and I swear I’ll never be the same again
One of the good ones who knew the jig was up and never judged the foxes too harshly for raiding the henhouse
He’s out of here
Another poet shot into space
He introduced each and every one of us to a kind heart and the beauty of an unabashed shooting star
I love and already terribly miss you Terry
Charles Cicirella
6/22/2022
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