David Ignatow

(7 February 1914 - 17 November 1997 / Brooklyn/ New York)

That's The Sum Of It - Poem by David Ignatow

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I don't know which to mourn. Both have died on me, my wife and
my car. I feel strongly about my car, but I am also affected by my,
wife. Without my car, I can't leave the house to keep myself from
being alone. My wife gave me two children, both of whom, of course,
no longer live with us, as was to be expected, as we in our youth left
our parents behind. With my car, I could visit my children, when they
are not too busy.

Before she died, my wife urged me to find another woman. It's advice
I'd like to take up but not without a car. Without a car. I cannot find
myself another woman. That's the sum of it.


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  • Gold Star - 13,947 Points * Sunprincess * (5/14/2014 3:45:00 PM)

    ...........very nice and yet this is how life is....without a car, sometimes it is impossible.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 14, 2012


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