Krikor Der Hohannesian photo by Zvi Sesling |
Krikor
Der Hohannesian lives
in Medford, MA. His
poems have appeared in over 150 literary journals including The
Evansville Review, The South Carolina Review, Atlanta Review,
Louisiana Literature, Connecticut Review and Natural Bridge. He is a
three-time Pushcart Prize nominee and the author of two
chapbooks,“Ghosts
and Whispers”
(Finishing Line Press, 2010) and “Refuge
in the Shadows”
(Cervena Barva Press, 2013). “Ghosts
and Whispers”
was a finalist for the Mass Book awards poetry category in 2011.
...The following poem is on the death of Diana Der-Hovanessian--former President of the New England Poetry Club.
PREMONITION
Instinct
does not lie,
I
should have listened.
We
hadn’t spoken for a while
and,
just days before, I thought
I
must call. Instead, it was I
Who
was called
There
would be no more
long
conversations
about
family, poetry, the club
and
all those crazy Armenians.
Now
only memories
as
delicious as our mother’s
home
cooking
I
should have been there
to
hold your hand
one
last time, to lend comfort
as
we would all wish to be comforted.
Alas,
intent – such an empty vessel
Rest
easy, dear lady
-- Krikor Der Hohannesian
-- Krikor Der Hohannesian
Very nice tonal poem for a very nice lady
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A prolific and profound guy!
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ReplyDeleteSuch a touching poem. Thanks for posting
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