Today I learned of the death of Patrick Bocarde. I knew him from the poetry scene in Portland, around 1999-2009, when I left the city. He was a kind and gentle human, who wrote funny poems about Godzilla and Gamera. We went to a few concerts together and I frequently saw him at readings. It has been many years since I last saw him, but I remember him fondly. He was a warm and generous delegate of the poetry community. I am sorry to hear of his passing.