Monday, February 3, 2014

The Soldier & The Poet

High on the peninsula hills directly opposite my house stands a lone soldier. A welcome part of my everyday landscape, I have wondered often about him and his untold story. In early 2009, a poem 'arrived', landing on the page as if the soldier had called it forth. As if he'd turned his face to my window and was listening. 

A month or two ago, my friend Elizabeth sent me a letter. "I'm not sure how to tell you this," she said, "but the soldier has written a reply to his poet."
This is their story.

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