J. R. Solonche

When I Found Myself

When I found myself,
on this bright sunny May morning,
driving behind a shiny black hearse,
looking at the bright blue sky
and the bright white clouds
reflected in the polished glass
of the rear window, I reflected
on my own death because
I could not think of a way not to.

J. R. Solonche, who has been publishing since the early 70s, is author of six books of poetry, coauthor of one, and author of one chapbook,