This poem is taken from PN Review 271, Volume 49 Number 5, May - June 2023.
To Dearest Michael,
I met Michael, in my most unpoetic time –
In a not-so-unpoetic place. The year was 2017,
I had just joined Trinity College, as a PhD student.
We met at a poetry reading.
A new stranger to Michael, I approached him.
Eavan Boland brought us together.
We thought to know each other, then.
He handed me his card. I gifted him, four poems.
...
In a not-so-unpoetic place. The year was 2017,
I had just joined Trinity College, as a PhD student.
We met at a poetry reading.
A new stranger to Michael, I approached him.
Eavan Boland brought us together.
We thought to know each other, then.
He handed me his card. I gifted him, four poems.
...
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