30 August 1993
Someone we love, old friend, has telephoned
to let me know you're gone—and so you are.
I touch the steady books; my mind casts back,
then forth, and says, as you said once, So long—
I look toward seeing you everywhere.
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008
For William Stafford
Henry Taylor (1995)
30 August 1993
Someone we love, old friend, has telephoned
to let me know you're gone—and so you are.
I touch the steady books; my mind casts back,
then forth, and says, as you said once, So long—
I look toward seeing you everywhere.
30 August 1993
Someone we love, old friend, has telephoned
to let me know you're gone—and so you are.
I touch the steady books; my mind casts back,
then forth, and says, as you said once, So long—
I look toward seeing you everywhere.
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