Now, I am like totally dense about poetry, but I think it's pretty good all right. Check it out.

You know. You should think of my work as wordless sound poems.

Give him his own name. What was the name of the poet you used to read to her? Your favorite poet.

Well, Mama's reading her poetry. Lily's reciting scripture. Pam and I are gonna sing a song we wrote when we were younger, "Sweet Home Ala-gramma."

What? You're kidding. No. I found poems he wrote about her. Very disturbing. "Oh, Bernadette, please play my clarinet".

I read poetry to her the first time we talked. Not any of mine. I was too shy for that. One of my favorite poets, and she used to love it when I read to her.