For Edna O


You look in the mirror and see
An old lady of letters
Faded cloth in the brightest of sunlight
But no
Wrong so wrong
That sensuous look
That beguiling voice
Is permanent ink
Just like those country girls
And that word you taught me
Coldth
Blessed goddess writer

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