- maybe i had forgotten exactly how much i like your poetry -- even your prose has an addictive rhythm to it -- and i certainly didn't expect to ever read anything new again...
but there are always surprises, aren't there.
and even though i'm doing my best to keep my eyes fixed on the horizon and go forward, to keep the top of the hill in sight (even when it isn't), it's a solid gift to realize that there's a part of me that is always going to respond to what you write. there are pathways within me that formed here and they don't go away.
so maybe next week i'll be ok. i'll take my magic with me, and meet with kindred spirits, and somehow, there will be an electricity there.
poetry never ends.
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