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January 07, 2022

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“I meant to be / the exception.” Full stop.

Oh, I like this poem -- I want to share it to my Facebook page. In fact, I will. Who's going to stop me?

I love this poem, quintessential Lally.

Nichael Lally you have written the future but you survive, even thrive despite the evidence in your testimony. Fine poem. Indran Amirthanayagam (Editor, publisher www.beltwayeditions.com)

Dear Michael, It's been a long time since I've seen you, but if you still look like that photo, you're doing fine. Charming cry in the face of againg and death.

I loved hearing this read by Michael, himself, at the Michael fete. I'll share with our poetry group who will be studying The Lally "COLLECTED POEMS" next month.

Terrific poem!

This is a beautiful poem Michael! It is brave and poignant, like all your work, and at the same, again like all your work, you let your musicality take the guiding role; you turn lament into song. Thanks and bravo!

thanks for the generous comments, and as for the photo, if only

As usual, Michael, you rock the page. Thanks!

So good. Classic 'Lal.

Oh. As Ab octogenerianette I really relate. I love ally’s work and I love this poem.the latter feels almost like loving myself.

So there you are... I remember Iowa City, 1979. So long ago...

What a great poem! It swings with feline grace!

Man, brings me back to those Catholic days: "through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievous fault..." Great Confiteor of aging, Michael Lally. (Yet undaunted.)

Wry, generous, and sweet, a wonderful poem.

Another fine Lally guide to living, with swing in its step. Love!

Michael Lally… I always knew you were exceptional as a person when we first met… I have always known that you stood apart from the herd. I want to take this time to tell you that you matter to me… you count… you are missed… and… you are loved!🥺❤️🙏 Happy New Year! 🎆🎈🎉🎊🥳Dona

Ahhh…. Michael…. How very much I L♥️Ve you - as you are… who you are…

And how very much you show me me…. and how much I have to learn from you in the Graciousness of Living….

My Heart 💜 and Soul thank you more than I have words for/know words to say.

You Live in My Heart ♥️

You did, you are, no matter what you say or how you feel….you achieved the exception. In spite of… everything. Made it look like falling out of a chair while growing into a man.

wow, you're all too kind, but thanks for all the love, which is always the answer for me to whatever quandary I'm facing, not so much getting it as giving it

Wonderful poem—great movement, fullest heart, tautness, wisdom. Life loves this poem for its capacity to show us a new, full-throttle take on how and what we do here on earth. I wish I’d heard Michael read it!

Exactly!

Michael, the crowd is roaring! whyn't you post a reading of "I Meant To" someplace so we can get it up close and personal?
Big Love

Sense of humor supreme. Laughter is the only stone that dulls the edge of the scythe.

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