Aaron Poochigian earned a PhD in Classics from the University of Minnesota and an MFA in Poetry from Columbia University. His latest collection, American Divine, winner of the Richard Wilbur Award, came out in 2021. His work has appeared in Best American Poetry, The Paris Review and POETRY.
For —–
I started missing you in February.
I’ve got my shrink and all the old gang, true,
but none of them gets me the way you do.
New Year’s was wild, then life turned wicked, very—
relentless loads and long hours, nasty weather
blowing in all the time, and you away
for work again until the end of May.
I hope we spend the summer drunk together
in Central Park, two scamps on unemployment.
Man, we’ve earned them—sun, Keystone and lawn,
bad jokes. I haven’t had, since you’ve been gone,
one laugh like ours, that radiant enjoyment.