Paul and his brother, Ben

Although our boys were very different from one another Paul was a brainy musician and computer nerd and Ben is a brainy athlete and actor they always loved each other very much. They respected each other's differences and talents. I've gathered some photos of them together. How could I not celebrate the brothers during this month of celebrating Paul's life?                     A Poem That Wants To Be for Ben* They are always about Paul, my dead son the one who died of his own free will so many years ago. My hordes of poems go on like a mantra: his mania, depression, his delusions, escapades, his suicide. They never fail to mention his piercing blue eyes, the little half smile that never showed his teeth, the smoky smell and the way he slumped over the piano like the thinker as he played. Paul and his death have been my muse. Ben's living eyes brim over with love as he looks down and … [Read more...]