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Brothers, love is a teacher, but a hard one to obtain: learning to love is hard and we pay dearly for it. It takes hard work and a long apprenticeship, for it is not just for a moment that we must learn to love, but forever. (Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov)
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Here is another, that I found in a book my father gave me for Christmas:
http://books.google.com/books?id=cE_YkAY5e-QC&pg=PT23&lpg=PT23&dq=kay+Ryan+crib&source=bl&ots=HVXAmMBQPI&sig=b2ywcqsw1tm1hgwxL2IZmvE5bkc&hl=en&sa=X&ei=vKH4TvKJG6bs0gGy1sWyAg&ved=0CFoQ6AEwBw#v=onepage&q=kay%20Ryan%20crib&f=false
(If the link doesn't work, it's Kay Ryan's "Crib.")
GREAT poem, Anne-Marie. Thanks for sharing it! I will have to post that sometime soon.
It is lovely. And so is the site; thanks for introducing me to it.
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