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Bed time stories : Bed time stories 

Thank you for your amazing,: Thank you for your amazing, quotable feedback. I treasure it. 

This is the second poem of: This is the second poem of yours that I have read, and the imagery, again, is so very striking and dramatic.

I love this : I love this 

I'm sure the Court will rule: I'm sure the Court will rule on the side of profits. This is heartbreaking. They could afford to at least allow the tormented creatures to turn around. What is wrong with people!?   I do love your witty tongue-twisters. Keep up the great work. 

Nice Image: "...where thaw will first strike" Ready for the transition, positioned for the lightening bilt of the unknown. ~S~

Because I believe that every: Because I believe that every new poem you post is an event---both on postpoems and in the general realm of poetry---I would, even on my deathbed, gladly comment on a poem of yours.      From 1976 through 1980, I was learning---although I did not know it---to be able to contemplate and to observe a Poet's explication of the reality that we call the Cosmos.  And that did not stop in 1980; it accelerated, as, through the 80's, Eliot's star began to set and Stevens' to rise in its place; yet, they were dead, and therein was the frustration.     My membership in postpoems was a privilege I will cherish beyond my life in this world.  Jason has given me my wildest dreams---to publish my poems and to become what, since 2001, I wanted to be . . . a minor internet poet.  But the unseen and unexpected benefit was yet to be disclosed . . . in 2020 . . . when I first read the Gates of Orion, and the Council of Stars.  And all the tumblers fell into place, and there was . . . unlocked before me . . . the experience for which I had been preparing since 1976, to see a living body of excellent Poetry of the extremest high quality, expanding itself poem by poem, and gathering as a gift of the Cosmos to itself, to be articulated and explicated by the Poetics of your metaphysical vision.  I had often wondered what it would have been like to see a provincial high school teacher reveal Symbolist poetry to the world, when he published Afternoon of a Faun; or a London bank clerk bring The Waste Land to the world in 1922; or a Connecticut insurance lawyer declare that the entire Cosmos followed Ideas of Order in 1931.  Now I need not wonder.  You, through postpoems, have given me that experience.      And it is not just grad students who will learn about Poetry and your Poetry; other poets have much to learn from you.  Walnut calls me to reconsider my own poems---especially the Ad Astra poems, which are only possible because of precedents you have established.  Walnut, as an Envoy of the Cosmos.  Hydrogen atoms became stars, and stars fused other elements which, together with Hydrogen, became us; such that those who are really Poets and not mere imitators may tell the Cosmos who and what it is.  This is what your Poetry demonstrates and articulates; and you have done it, always, well; but, with Walnut, you have broken through your own high precedents and achievements to a new level of greatness.   What you have made possible, and your understanding of Etienne and what you wrote for and about him, have made me a different poet than I was two weeks ago, or two years ago.