Hilda,
I keep wanting to write a poem
in praise of your beautiful energy
and because I like the Virgo grace
of your ways.
Funky as it is: I’m sorry,
forgive me, I guess this is
that poem.
[Rodin, sinon, le 17 novembre 1917. Aussi, Martin Scorsese, un an de plus clic-clic, la Saint-Aignan la Sainte-Salomé, Doris Lessing, Victor Serge, Bette Davis et Charles Tillon.]
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