'Ordinary days were the best'

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    'Always the weather,

writing its book of the world,

returns you to me.

Ordinary days were best,

while we worked over poems

in out separate rooms.

I remember watching you gaze

out the January window

into the garden of snow

and ice, your face rapt

as you imagined burgundy lilies.''

-- From "Letter with No Address,'' by Donald Hall, of Wilmot, N.H., a  former U.S. poet laureate. He refers to his late wife,  the poet Jane Kenyon.

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