The Meadow Annual Literary Arts Journal 2021

The Meadow 11 Pandemic Conversations with My Grown Son, 1742 Miles Away Doris Ferleger 1. My son says, I can feel the pleasure you get from speaking about this or that, but sometimes it seems you go away. Into your own world. Don’t notice I’m not with you. It makes me feel lonely. I say, I’m sorry you have felt left. Lonely. It makes so much sense. How far away—I can find myself. My son says, Wow. I can imagine it now. Being a dad with all best intentions of not hurting, yet knowing my child will inevitably feel hurt by me. The pang of it. 2. These pandemic months have made me almost brave enough to say to my son:

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