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I just noticed the art is by Francesco Simeti. He is Mary Taylor Simeti's son, just fyi.

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I didn't....now there's four connections in that photo. Thanks for telling me!

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Tragic. I love that you noticed him. I had an encounter on the Metro when I was in NY last week, where a young man with scabs all over his face pinned me wordlessly to my sea. He stared into my eyes with his upturned baby blues. It seemed like he was pleading. I moved his knees from against mine and went past him to the door to get off. It was unsettling. What was his story? What was he going through? I'll never know.

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I shot the picture and immedately felt so invasive of his privavcy. That's all he seemed to want--not to be seen, not to be bothered. But I couldn't stop thinking of him and how we met and what came together in the poem. The connection of the three. There's things we need to see and understand when we look around, isn't there?

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Just beautiful, Pat!

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Thanks, Ruth. Was a true moment of stumbling into another's life

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Yes! And that poem too!

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Astonishing--and a great heart-wrecking photo.

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Such compelling synchronicity, person, poem, your reflection. Thank you, Pat.

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Hi, Pat! Are the books coming in email? Hope you’re well, this poem!

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You didn't get yours? I sent is by FedEx. If not, I'll try again.

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Don’t worry, Pat, I’m sure it’s on the way, I wasn’t sure if it was email or hard copy, I’m sure the weather has something to do with it, no worries AT ALL! xx

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