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vermontpoem #36

I weep a littlethis first night heregiving this place upwhere I’ve been comingsummers for sixty yearsthe colorful poetry wallin the bathroom blaketolkien le guin tennysonmy own kids’ writingsthe lake quiet out frontclouds shield a half moonI’m surrounded by mydead daughter hercreativity her presencefills this place but eventhis place she so lovedcouldn’t save her and Iweep […]

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