NUMBER ONE OF 18 IMAGINARY PANELS OF THESE TWO LOVERS AND THE TALE OF LOVE FOUND, EMBRACED, LOST, PURSUED , STRUGGLED AND ET CETERA FOR US TO THRIVE IN YOUR LUSH, LOVING, EVOCATIVE AND STIMULATIVE AND HOPEFUL AND CLEAN AND BEAUTIFUL LINES OF WORDS, LINES AND CURVES AND ARCS AND ARCHES. THE WORDS CLIMB TO THE SKY AND WE DELIGHT AS THEY DANCE FOR US. DANCE FOR US, OH POET’S WORDS. AMEN AND AMEN. shh, i hear a trombonist trying to concentrate in his kilt . i hope the air is dead-calm. shh.