For A Poet Born A Hundred Years Before My Birthday


2021

Dear May,

Reading your poem, I felt your joy touch me.

Wondering about who you were, I felt my own joy breezing toward me.

Wishing to love you well, my joy returned.

Loving me so concretely—your joy completes me.

I find you so well and happy, so much a part of heaven, and you teach me—I’ve only desired to make you happier.

Happy too, I am happier still to feel you enjoying for yourself the smiles you bring to my face.

I like to give you songs, poems, conversation, and a chair tilted toward me from across the room, but you are free to sit anywhere you wish. As for the sky, I’ve sent you many kisses…and this one in closing,

Jade

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Previously: Letters of Earthly Life Past

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