At intermission I find her backstage
still practicing the piece coming up next.
She calls it the "solo in high dreary."
Her bow niggles at the string like a hand
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wondrous beauty of embroidered words! ! ! keep writing! ! !
Cora dear, Perhaps you have to be a fan of Kinnell's, or a weirdo like me, to find this poem not only worthwhile, but quite nice. Anyway, I couldn't resist sending it to you. If you hate it, please do not be angry with me. Love, Dick
wonderful work..well done