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Dear Claire, This is not a poem, but this letter feels like a poem, to me. You do not know me, but I have loved you for many years. I have imagined your face with its power of clouds thundering across the sky influencing the direction of the world. Your razor-sharp intellect writing equations and concepts on a chalkboard with the ferocity of your wit. Your curls shaking with your energeticness. A kindred spirit in a different space and time. If only I had approached you sooner, when I first met you, and was 10 years your younger. |
Copyright ©2020 Ashi Shadow -8/06/20 on Claire Vallance.
Somewhat fictional -- I never met her, but was smitten with her after first seeing some of her lecture notes, and then seeing her faculty webpage.
I (thus far) have not sent this writing to her.
The date is just a guess.