You write in the great tradition of the English poets. I cannot read Scarlett, not this time of year, without thinking of my annual reading of Thomas Hardy’s December 31, 1900 poem, The Darkling Thrush. The English have one more now. This needs to survive. You’ve a lifetime steeped in the traditions of the best. It shows. Rhetoric and restraint and elegance mark your work. I’m so lucky to know you.