THE DEATH OF RONALD REAGAN: A FINAL LOVE SONG

 

Nancy with your nights on fire,

let me be your cold wet rag.

 

My ghost will walk to the empty tomb

where I will wait for you to die.

 

When I met you in the middle

you became my everything.

The trumpets loose, the lips then purse

we walked to Hail to the Chief.

 

Without you my life was wooden

then I loved you like sky,

like breath, like ocean.

 

How can I say it to you one last time?

 

I loved you more than I loved our own children.

 

from Ink On Paper, Nightwood 2013

CRAN 2Brad Cran is a writer and social entrepreneur who served as Poet Laureate for the City of Vancouver from April of 2009 until October of 2011. Cran published his first book, The Good Life, in 2001. In 2008 he published, Hope in Shadows: Stories and Photographs of Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside (with Gillian Jerome,) which won the City of Vancouver Book Award and has raised over $60,000 for marginalized people in Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside. In 2011 he curated and hosted the Vancouver 125 Poetry Conference, which brought together contemporary poets from across Canada and the United States. He is currently finishing his second book of non-fiction The Truth About Ronald Reagan: How Movies Changed the World. Ink On Paper is his second book of poetry.