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Michael Glaser
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MY DAUGHTER TURNS 18

I’m going to sleep on Jonathan’s boat tonight”
 
 She announces....
And what is my role now?  What do I say?
What silences are best observed?
 
My mind reels: “what if this, and what if that?”
What if this guy ruins her life?  Well, not ruins it,
I think, but ....  she has such potential! 
Possibilities stretch before her--
 
I can’t control the father in me, blurting out,
blurting on and on. . . .   And this fellow, this
Jonathan!  A sweet boy, no doubt, but
must he spend every moment of the day
and night with my daughter, must he love her
so unconditionally she turns blind as stone?
 
“You’re a flower,”  I want to say, “A sprig
  just potted in rich soil.  You’re blind with
  infatuation.  Get a Grip!”  I want to yell.
 
But I calm myself.  Such words would hurt,
her eyes would well up,  her unsullied spirit
flinching back,
 
“What do you know?!” she would snap,
“what do you know about love?”
insistent, demanding -- a question my age
has begun to suggest I  ask myself
 
as,  daily, I confront my failures, as here too,
with her:  What do I know about love?
 
I fall silent, dumb.
I turn to prayer.
It is my last, best hope,
perhaps my only hope.
 
“Dear Lord,” I mumble to myself,
“Dear Lord!"

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WHY I LIKE BEING AROUND AMERICANS
WHO ARE STUDYING WITH BUDDHISTS

I space out,
I’m in a dharma trance;

I fall asleep,
I’m meditating, mindfully;

I grin my silly grin
I’m deep in Dharma joy --

This is my kind of community:
every assumption makes the best of me.

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WHY I WRITE

I write because
I am endlessly curious

about metaphor
and about underwear --

about what’s in my drawer
and what’s in yours --

how we are different
and how we are the same

and what’s in the names
I am endlessly wanting to name

like the paths in the river
that smooth the stones

like this paradox of living
in which we are always

and never alone.

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About the Poet
Michael S. Glaser was named Poet Laureate of Maryland by the Governor in August, 2004, and still holds the post today. Dr. Glaser has served as head of the Division of Arts and Letters, and chair of the English department at St. Mary's College of Maryland, where he co-founded and directs the bi-annual Literary Festival and the annual Voices reading series. He is a recipient of the Homer Dodge Endowed Award for Excellence in Teaching, and the Columbia Merit Award from the Poetry Committee of the Greater Washington, D.C. area for outstanding leadership to the poetry community. Glaser has served as a Maryland State Arts Council poet-in-the-schools for over 20 years and has also serves as a speaker with the Maryland Humanities Council.

His works include A Lover’s Eye (The Bunny & Crocodile Press), and In the Men’s Room and Other Poems, which was the winner of the 1996 Painted Bride Quarterly chapbook competition. His most recent collection of poems, Being a Father, was published in July 2004. Glaser has also edited two anthologies of Maryland poets, The Cooke Book (1989) and Weavings 2000: The Maryland Millennial Anthology.

Born in Chicago, Illinois in 1943, Glaser received his B.A. from Denison University and his M.A. and Ph.D. from Kent State University. He began teaching at St. Mary's College of Maryland in 1970. He lives in St. Mary's City with his wife, Kathleen, and is the proud father of five grown children, Brian, Joshua, Daniel, Amira and Eva, and four grandchildren--Ada, Allie, Caleb, and Lucy.