Apostrophe by Elizabeth Robinson

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Somewhere along in this manuscript, a series of elegies for a lost friendship, I suddenly felt the miracle: I will not quote the lines, for the lines will be different for each reader: the miracle that within this poetry I am changed. It is not that I come to understand it, so much, as that this poetry understands me; I am seen. This is how radiance breaks into the world.

—Jean Valentine