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Leland Katz's avatar

A LIFETIME OF LOVE

My Kari.

My first love.

Just fifteen.

My high school sweetheart.

My Judy.

My second love.

From eighteen to eighty.

Until death did us part.

My world shattered.

Poetry saved me and

a miracle happened.

My Kari.

My third love.

Joy returned.

Kari is my past and my future.

We are 15 and 16 again.

Plus 70 years.

And we will be together

as often as is humanly possible.

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Jim Sanders's avatar

It is not so black and white—as very little is. I’ve always been willing to open up. However, others are not always willing to listen.

People I have known love to talk, talk, talk. Yet, seldom are they willing to listen.

The truth for me is problematic. I listen to others until my mind revolts and I go off daydreaming.

Sorry, but the writer Christofer Frye called it for me when he described the constant chatter of those around us as the ceremonial beating of the humdrum.

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