A special poem, Don. Sensory detail builds this era, this scene, this life which your folks and you lived, datum by datum, sensation by sensation, until everything is filled in - then you take it away from us. This leaves a sense of loss that anyone who reads this poem ought be able to feel in the roots of their bones. I did.
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A special poem, Don. Sensory detail builds this era, this scene, this life which your folks and you lived, datum by datum, sensation by sensation, until everything is filled in - then you take it away from us. This leaves a sense of loss that anyone who reads this poem ought be able to feel in the roots of their bones. I did.