Doc Aay wrote [about Life Class, by John Montague]:
THAT one made me cry. Thank you.
It's a lovely poem, innit? & surely all the more so for those of us who can see, along w/ Montague, the particular beauty of "mortality’s grudge against perfection."
Here's one more, then, for yerself & eugene & all the others who've been so generous in sharing pics w/ the Cyber-Aunties.
A firefly gleams, then
fades upon your cheek.
Now you hide beneath
everything I write;
love’s invisible ink,