I put the words of your poem in quotation marks, not because I want to imprison them, but because not for an instant do I wish anyone to think I was the voice. But I am the delighted reader once more, and yet again
Sheila Murphy, this newer piece caught my eye, and my mind's eye. No one and anyone, any one of none, and any one is no, if it is not yes perhaps. so then the I is inflected in the being of No and One and the One of public discourse that knows no pleasure, but the pleasure of your poesy again. Really, my half-baked thank-yous are gasps of delight at the wit of this verse.
prefers no
one to anyone"
I put the words of your poem in quotation marks, not because I want to imprison them, but because not for an instant do I wish anyone to think I was the voice. But
I am the delighted reader once more, and yet again
Sheila Murphy, this newer piece caught my eye, and my mind's eye. No one and anyone, any one of none, and any one is no, if it is not yes perhaps. so then the I is inflected in the being of No and One and the One of public discourse that knows no pleasure, but the pleasure of your poesy again. Really, my half-baked thank-yous are gasps of delight at the wit of this verse.
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