It Does Not Matter - Poem by Bill Grace
It does not matter if I leave a comment for Sharon Olds
This poet who takes breath from me
Her greatness is secure.
She requires no adulation.
She requires no crowd.
In heaven if I am lucky, perhaps I will be allowed to sit at her table
Listen to her conversation with my betters and learn.
Always the freshman learning from my betters, even in heaven.
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