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1 " Having your evening coffee overA field guide of trails or alpine blossoms& so I need now to ask youWhich of the old journals did you firstOpen to a map of my long wanderingWhen did you first know I'd come back& how did you find yourself here& how did you know this single lanternYou are reading by was the last possibleLight to lead me home? "
― David St. John , The Auroras: New Poems
2 " When I came to see youIt hurt me how thin you had becomeIn the months of addiction & disease& although your particular abyssWas a man & not a drugThe degradation was the sameThe same wasting of the fleshThe same tapped-out well emptiedOf the least leaf of emotionThe same frozen rage "