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Not knowing him well enough
unable to call him irascible,
a fire in his belly,
certainly gregarious
in the smile on his face
the hearty, warm handshake
the glimmer of joy in his eyes
alive as in his youth
passionate, in his element

Words he had written
on the living page
so long ago, so close,
so easy to call up the memory
the moment in time
they came to him
hearing the story told
the place, the scene

Listening intently, reverently
drawing me in
his lines enticing
speaking to something within
Cards exchanged,
to become known more fully
sharing in the gate
more to the story yet
in the chance meeting last night


March 13, 2010
House of Purpose Coffeehouse,
on meeting J.L. (Jim) Hofford,
fellow NH poet


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