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Miracle

by esther.luttrell.7

Half a day past morning
with nowhere to go
but on.
 
I turn away
from the thought of you
somewhere,
this moment,
 
moving along avenues
secret from me
known only to crowds
and strangers hurrying by
 
unaware what miracle they've brushed.
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esther.luttrell.7

After years of writing commercials and educational films, I ended up at CBS and then MGM. Sold screenplays and was story consultant for producers and studios. Now I write mysteries, but it's the little book of poems, Alone is Such a Long, Long Time, I'm most pleased with. It's really just for me, but I'm sharing it with anyone else who has ever lost a loved one ... maybe they died, maybe only their affection died, it in the end, it's all the same.

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esther.luttrell.7
<p>Alone is Such a Long, Long Time was a long time in getting into print. I held back, a little self-conscious about sharing such deep and raw emotion. Those who have loved and lost that loved one will understand.</p>

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