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July 26, 2012


I'm glad Don doesn't eat *his* friends-- or his reviewers.
Reviews of poets by their friends, particularly when their friends are well-known editors, can be fraught with the dangers of accusations of predetermined kindness. But frankly, I'd much rather read a piece like this, by a poet who places the fact of friendship square on the table, than any number of reviews by a stiletto-wielding critic with a hidden revenge motive. The fact is, despite being a mensch and, yes, a powerful editor, Don's a fine poet. "To the Sister I Never Had" is stunning.

Admittedly, I hadn't read it before because I worried that if I bought a copy of Wishbone, I could be accused of trying to stack the deck when it comes to my annual submission to PoMag. Silly thinking, I realize. I'll buy the book. Just don't tell Don.

PS: Your wife is one of the best writers out there.

Thanks, Leslie--and I agree with you re: both Don and Sabina.

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

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