our secret…

 

 

Cipher

 

I cannot choose the words.

I feel a pressure, desire,

to expose a thought entire.

It will not reveal itself,

nor change to parts.

It stays hidden, whole,

startling by degrees,

urgent in its fullness,

as I begin to understand.

It is my thought.

It is me, only me.

I tell you this, only you,

because you can understand.

 

June 26, 1995

Bethany Beach, DE

for Barb, my dearest one

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…a lot more than a history book…

by Barbara Tuchman

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Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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