On the heels of my latest acceptance, I salute one of my inspirations in poetry, Aida Zilelian, on her birthday. We met at Queens College in a workshop taught by Kimiko Hahn, and her poems were so lean, real, and moving, I had to write some in response.
After grad school she claimed to have burned out on poetry, devoting her energies to music. I wish her the best and thank her for opening a world of words to me.
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Why or how you would remember me is the by far the most puzzling wonder I have come across this year. Gerald. Thank you for such kind words. I hope this "comment" finds you well. Write me sometime.
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