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Holy Moly:   Holy Moly… how time flies.

the birds, my dog and me:   “I made it for the wildlife”   Often Nature has better plans than we do, if we give her a little room. I like the idea of sharing your garden with wild life. The whole earth should be that way.    

I feel this one:   A lot of darkness in the world these days – that’s for sure. This brings to mind an image of “Starry Night”   I can feel this one. It’s a stand-up ovation from me… beautifully done.

It is a privilege to read: It is a privilege to read your comments, and a great pleasure to read these verbal expressions of your perspective on all manner of subjects.  Truly, you are one of postpoems' pillars.

First, the typograhical: First, the typograhical layout of the lines attracts the eye, and by keeping it moving (a more radical motion than the usual lineation associated with Poetry), it gives the poem a visual sense of motion as well as the aural sense, which moves us through the development of the poem's entire content and point.   This poem reminds me of a period in my own life---the first of several---when I was separated (compulsorily) from my home, and all that I had known growing up, and the nights, even during the last part of summer when that separation began, felt cold indeed, although they really were not.  I was able to return to my home, temporarily, for about six weeks, and the nights (which, at that time, had become chilly) seemed warmer than they should have been.  I did not realize, until this year during its summer, why I was able to survive that separation.  (That is a subject for a poem I intend to write.)     Your poem transcends the specifically personal to enter the realm of universal experience, and I suspect that every first year college student, every recruit in boot camp, and every newlywed who has just experienced the first bitter argument of the marriage can relate to the details in the poem, without knowing your personal circumstances.  In this poem which, in my opinion, is the most brilliant of your poems that I have read, you strike that most difficult of balances---to take a personal emotion and write of it in a way that detaches from your personal circumstances and enters the universal, the timeless, and the instructive.  This is quite an achievement; and, like the finest of the Classic Poets, you make it look easy without revealing how very difficult it is.  I applaud your accomplishment in this poem, sir, and if I have been a bit verbose, it is only because the Poem inspires a gush of words in response to its total effect.  This poem is a centerpiece to your total collection, and it is one of the centerpieces of the entire postpoems collection as well.

With gymnopedies still: With gymnopedies still playing I had likewise pressed play ▶️ and listened/read this letter which represents and gives voice to a universal countless, including those of the author and the intended. My vote is to keep it posted for all their sakes. 

Thank you---and I mean, thank: Thank you---and I mean, thank you very very much---for posting this excellent poem about an excellent perspective.