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Ronald Lands

His hand-carved pipes still lean
in their rack like a row of saxophones
and fill the room with memories
of black vinyl records, Glenn Miller’s band
playing "Chattanooga Choo Choo,"
a kitchen match scratched
across the bottom of his shoe
and swirling clouds of tobacco smoke,
a tribute to the charred remains
of the man who still lives in smoke-filled
images of when we breathed the same air.


About the poet:

Ron Lands is a clinical professor of medicine at the University of Tennessee, Knoxville, and a hematologist with University Cancer Specialists. He has published short stories, poems and essays in literary and medical journals. "I practiced hematology and oncology for many years near the community where I grew up, and was privileged to treat lifelong friends and a few relatives. Much of my writing is the precipitate of those experiences."

About the poem:

"My dad quit smoking more than forty years before he died, but I don’t think he ever felt completely free of the habit. I’m not sure why he kept his pipes, or how they came to be mine. They now rest on the credenza in my study, a comforting reminder of when we breathed the same air."

Poetry editors:

Johanna Shapiro and Judy Schaefer

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# Judith Savarese 2016-04-17 11:57
Thank you for this tender poem which nearly perfectly describes my dear Dad. I will treasure it as I do his memory, forever.
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# Janice Mancuso 2016-04-15 20:39
My father smoked a pipe, too. Dr. Lands, your beautiful poem brought back precious memories I hadn't thought of in years...how as children in the 50s we gave him Half and Half tobacco or a new pipe for Father's Day, watching the ritual of him rhythmically puffing when lighting the pipe, and, ah, the wonderful aroma. I hope your dad's pipes still hold a hint of the air you shared with him.
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# Susan Turner 2016-04-15 20:28
A wonderful poem! Thank you.
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# Pris Campbell 2016-04-15 17:45
I love this poem!
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