I’ll echo the congrats and “stunning”s – especially drawn to “Each morning … refleshing the night’s bones … into numinous forms greater than their divisible parts, their intractable sums, into bodies and shapes extracted through a moment’s glimpse …” Mornings w/o alarms are like this – full of treasures to collect, assemble. (Eager for day spouse retires and alarms cease!)
congrats!
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Thank you, Nancie!
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Congratulations Robert!
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Thank you, John.
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Great poem. I really enjoyed it.
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Thanks very much! So glad you enjoyed it.
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Congratulations! Excellent.
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Thank you, Chris.
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It is a gorgeous piece, Roger, each line linger-worthy. Congratulations!
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Thank you, Tanya!
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Sumptuous
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Congratulations! That’s an amazing achievement.
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Thank you!
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Congratulations!
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Thank you, Jina!
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I’ll echo the congrats and “stunning”s – especially drawn to “Each morning … refleshing the night’s bones … into numinous forms greater than their divisible parts, their intractable sums, into bodies and shapes extracted through a moment’s glimpse …” Mornings w/o alarms are like this – full of treasures to collect, assemble. (Eager for day spouse retires and alarms cease!)
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Thanks, Jazz. I set my alarm only once or twice a week, and usually wake before it blares. But I know what you mean!
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