I've just learnd of the death of my dear friend.
the earliest poem I wrote for her was in 1964. a love poem which began "Her black hair flying..." just as it will always be in this portrait by our mutual friend Mike Chikiris.
a half century ago I wrote in The Year Book "7 memories of Cynthia."
she has always been part of my work. & even tho I haven't seen her in over a decade she will always be in my heart.
|(she calld this "our best photo" together)|