a personality like fireworks
loud applause or thunder
organizing poetry at the cafe
he built a podium with a light
out of unvarnished wood
the podium was straight and tall
master carpenter
you had to step up onto it
as he ran a tight ship in readings
scrupulously fair about how long
you'd be able to read
poetry was his ideal and his life
he was as impressive as irritating
gracious as impetuous
courteous singing brash
and rude vibrant gloating graceful
remembering forgetting but
never for a moment
regular boring
or ordinary
"joy was his song and joy so pure
a heart of star by him could steer"
'My father moved through dooms of love'
ee cummings
Lew Gardner
1931 - 2018
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