—on an email from H.
in a wired java shop today
among caffeinators I
received a poem from a friend
I’ve know since
before I understood friendship
but now I do
and appreciate his calling me
into the world of this poem
which is not his, but his
anyway in that he saw the truth in it
and thought I might too
with thanks it joins all other truths
blown against my door now piled
knee deep as leaves in fall
.
Jim Culleny; Aug 27, 2008
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