Saturday, March 09, 2013

I loved her, but I told her I did no



The water is off. Nutgrove Beach, Sandy Bay. December 2012.

I do believe that I am entering my prime...

Exile, Donald Hall

A boy who played and talked and read with me
Fell from a maple tree.
I loved her, but I told her I did not,
And wept, and then forgot.
I walked the streets where I was born and grew,
And all the streets were new.

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