Our dear friend,poet RON ATKINSON,died one year ago today,truly HIMSELF, happily laughing in his bed.just had a wonderful hour on speakerphone with his daughter and grandaughter,reading and celebrating rons love of life,of spring,of the poem in every thing,alive or near,the poem rings love of every ear.ron believed in the true poet in everyone he met.ron and every dead loved one sings inviting us to celebrate spring with every breath.rons notebook-it has to do with being yourself the way youd be yourself in the garden then ron left a couple of lines of space then next wrotethe work that plays gives birth to consciousness. Ron Atkinson,you are true and amazing and will always be loved by nature ( and i and countless folks and fans)and always be inspiring us to breathe and see and play,along with every water and land
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 22:27:17 +0000
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