A Good Death
He sat upon a deck chair staring out.
The sea was calm. His wife had just gone in.
Perhaps he thought of places they had been.
Now they were going home at last. No doubt,
the trip had been successful. They had seen
their children, and a grandchild, maybe two,
they had not seen before, and in between
they’d spent some time at places that were new.
Now all that was behind them. Time to rest,
slip back into routine, and just enjoy.
The wind had risen slightly, and his chest
felt odd, but he would not let that annoy
him as he drowsed upon the rolling deep
that rocked and cradled as he fell asleep.
Bruce Bennett is author of ten books of poetry and more than thirty chapbooks. His second New and Selected, Just Another Day in Just Our Town: Poems 2000-2016 (Orchises Press, 2017), was published in 2017. He co-founded and was an editor of both Field and Ploughshares. From 1973-2014 he taught at Wells College, and is now Emeritus Professor. In 2012 he was awarded a Pushcart Prize. His poetry website is https://justanotherdayinjustourtown.com.
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