Three Line Lunch: Oldsters Forest

Aug 30, 2009 1 Comment by Jeff Rogers

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 12

Oldsters Forest

13 year old dog hobbles by thousand year old standing trees, the spring’s
Green sorrel crawling around their feet. The scale of lives: tree, man,
Beloved dog. I hoist exhausted Red to shoulder, carry him out. He smiles.

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Jeff Rogers grew up in Michigan college towns. He’s an only child with four professor parents, three brothers and twin sisters. He dropped out of school and drove across the country to LA in 1983. He has lived, written and adventured here since, now joined by his wife Elise.

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