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A Quiet Exchange with Jane Hirshfield

You never signed any of my many collections
by you
on account of we never met.
This is a virtual meet
unbeknownst to you. Hope you don't object
but I am stumped for material.
Oh, and I do admire your poems.

Large moon the deep orange of embers.
Also the scent.
The griefs of others—beautiful, at a distance.

(Sonoma Fire
by Jane Hirshfield)

I couldn't have said it better myself.
Lovely to meet you.

What?
Yes, you are free to go.

Sorella

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Desperado - The Eagles

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