Insusurration (a love story for poets)

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He read Mark Strand poems into my phone. Masculine firmness mouthing each word. Susurrus of certain phrases.

Listening, couplets tangled my hair. Stanzas vibrated my limbs. Entire poems enfolded my body.

A season of love in metred details.

In the Autumn, the elegy, and words peeled away, leaving me stunned in the silence.

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Mediterranean Jew crossed with Viking living in the US — confused at times, cranky at others, but always looking for a good story.

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