In memory of Jamie Dedes
I sit and slowly interpret because my gaze is wasted so early and so late for emerald fires Yes spring one’s pupils shine even now now the world is a mouse now it’s Robinson Crusoe it is a consolation to see some by the hand Yes spring slow skies pass by new buds swell and farewells.
Brighter Days (‘Other Seasons’)
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Thank you for remembering Jamie, Bozhidar. She will be remembered for a very long time.
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