Posted by Atticus on July 31, 2004, at 18:22:12
In reply to A poem for Atticus, posted by Jai Narayan on July 31, 2004, at 16:04:51
I'm sitting here shivering, my hands quaking on the keys, tears forming in my eyes as I write this, I'm so deeply moved. For once, even my Blarney Stone-blessed tongue is tied in knots. For all my linguistic pyrotechnics, I doubt anything I've written has ever made anyone feel as purely, sheerly joyful as I do right now. Electric chills are moving along my spine, my arms, my fingers. This is just so special, a moment of unforgettably transcendent beauty in what has been a brutal year. All I can offer in return is the part of my autobiographical story cycle that I've been putting off and putting off, because for me, this next poem really is about the morning after the apocalypse. Your message has renewed my determination to get it out, to share it. Thank you, Jai, thanks so much. This one's for you. Ta. :) Atticus
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