To know the truth we need to talk and read.
Two at least must do it, talker talker
writer reader revealing things that we
already know so absolutely sure
of our own selves because somebody else
was there to tell us. Juan Ramón Jiménez
I know I lived because you did. You help
me see all that there is, the new sunset
sunrise, butterfly and happy sparrow
whose God’s the blue sky, the unparalleled
burro whose life’s like mine, joy and sorrow
light and shadow reflected in the well.
You can talk to friends even when they’re dead.
Their voices appear like words from a pen.