Other Lives And Dimensions And Finally A Love Poem by Bob Hicok
My dearest Y. and B.— I've written and rewritten this letter many times. Didn't want to sound trite, didn't want to come off like a cliched greeting card either. How does one find the right words for joy, for knowing that you're
The Maple by Bob Hicok
Dear R: There is a letter I've been meaning to write you. I suppose enough days have passed by. I don't know if you are waiting. I am. I love you. I am waiting; the Other never waits. The Maple Bob Hicok is
One Interpretation of Your Silence by Bob Hicok
It's been almost four years since I first read a Hicok poem, and I still don't have any book by him on my shelf. Sometime in August of 2005, I wrote this note to myself: "Discovered Bob Hicok today and