Lawrence Ferlinghetti

Dear Micheal,
Its like being large and small, soft and hard, smart and oblivious at perfect intervals. Immortality is living at the equator of duality. Its what you are when you stop and forget to analyse.
You can do it too.
You just have to die a little without dying at all.
When cynicism comes, walk beyond and Lawrence will be there waiting.

Dear Lawrence,
You won't remember me. But I remember you. Harbour Lights Bookshop, forgot which year. We talked about Coney Island and the mind of America.
I remember it so clearly. They tell me you're not around much to check they print your poems correctly. If you've time to write, dropp me a line. What's it like to be immortal?

Michael