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July 26, 2017

David Spittle

You smile at your friend’s joke, but only later, through tears

–“The Ecclesiast,” Rivers and Mountains (1966)

One of the very first poems I came to truly love. I was amazed at its endless scope; collecting up and celebrating a luminous strangeness in the palm of ordinary experience, at once changing, changeable and familiar. This particular line seems so quietly poignant, immediately understandable but renewably vague. I feel as though a whole lifetime could be wrestling in that ‘smile,’ an expression that exists only in reflection and ‘through tears.’

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