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Jared Harél’s poem “Last Bath” [January 2024] triggered memories of when my own children were young. It captures that bittersweet feeling parents experience as their kids grow up.
The poet’s description of the word privacy as “delicate” and like “new fruit” on his daughter’s lips felt like an arrow to my heart. How wonderful that the parent in the poem doesn’t laugh but chooses to respect his young daughter’s request for privacy.
Doris Collins
South Hamilton, Massachusetts
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