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July 15, 2021


Thanks for this Cara. I too wander the woods and marvel at this wonderfulpart of our world.
Your essay gave me a welcome break from putting my book together -- permissions, photos, etc etc,
By the way the title you and I came up with is now THE title: Rise Above It, Darling.

This post did my heart a world of good.

Thank you, Cara. Your piece helped me understand my range of feelings as the seasons change.

This is a lovely essay. Such fine observation. I'd love to join you on a hike in the Daks some day. I used to be a regular, but that was decades ago. You make me want to return. Stacey

Love your work!!

Thank you, Cara. Your writing is lyrical and lovely. Just what I needed today, and will think about when I am in the Adirondacks for two weeks this Fall.

And now, winter's here--the other side of the coin. Congrats on your essay!

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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

from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman


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