To Che Guevara
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To Che Guevara(A translation of a Julio Cortázar poem) We never metbut it
didn’t matter.I had a brotherwho went into the hillswhile I slept.I loved
him in ...
Saturday, September 11, 2010
A Change of Season
Suddenly Fall is here.
Hurricane Earl blasted the bloom from our world; now every leaf is salt-burned and red or brown. Dying, even before the frost. All around, cranberries ripening underfoot. And a cooler wind, though the earth still feels warm under bare feet.
This weekend, the highest and lowest tides of year. And today, my mother's birthday--sudden joy! How beautiful the world is still!
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