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September 14, 2017

Is there a moment for poetry in your life?

My days begin simply. A cup of coffee with my long-suffering wife of 34 years, as we catch up on the morning news.

At some point, I glance through the office- and private-email feeds on my mobile device, just enough to ensure that my world can manage without me until I’ve had breakfast. 
“I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I'll die like a poet.” — Bob Dylan