Emails

From: Dennis Thompson

Subject: Touching base

Date: October 14, 2022 at 05:55

To: josephCosby

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Joseph,

Thanks for replying. It is good to know that you are still out there, creating. From my limited research, it seems that you have developed an artistic genre pretty much your own. Perhaps a 21st century Ansel Adams?

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The year 2022 is my 60th anniversary of graduating from Transylvania. Recently, my thoughts have returned to those days. So many of our compadres have died, or otherwise become lost. You are the only classmate that I keep up with. I traced down RH a few years ago, but when he replied to my email, he had me confused with someone from his seminary graduate school days.

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When I turned eighty, I ended all telephone contact with the world, except for those business transactions that I can’t handle over the Internet. I have also ended my in-person social life, except for an occasional dinner out with my daughter and grandson.

Essentially, I have become a monk, a recluse, a hermit —whatever term one might prefer. I made this life choice to preserve every possible minute for reading and writing, and contemplation, given that my future years are in rapidly diminishing supply. That said, if you drop me an email from time to time, catching me up on your life, I will enjoy it, and will answer — though it might take months.

Since Evelyn died, (a final, massive stroke) I spend my time housekeeping, doing yard work, reading, and writing asymmetrical poetry — lots of ass and very little meter. Nothing that rises to the standard of modern poetry, therefore not publishable.

Thanks for being so creative and elevating the world profile of Transy graduates. We were fortunate to have experienced those years in that little University.

Stay in touch.

Dennis

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From: Dennis Thompson

Subject: The Instep

Date: May 7, 2023 at 08:03:57 MDT

To: Joseph Cosby

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The origin of this poem is as follows: I told my daughter that

anything can be the subject of a poem. She said, " Not so."

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After she read The Instep, she said, “OK, so anything 

can be made into a poem. But not a good poem."

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From: Dennis Thompson

Subject: Re: The Instep

Date: May 7, 2023 at 08:18

To: Joseph Cosby

Here is your challenge in reading this poem. Find, and use, the correct pronunciation of Akhenaten. Maybe you already know it. I do not, being unsure where to place the accent. In researching, I learned that King Tut was, in fact, Nefertiti’s stepson. I previously thought he was her son. The little Bastard.

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From: Dennis Thompson

Subject: Re: You asked for it - you got it. The instep

Date: May 7, 2023 at 14:42

To: Joseph Cosby

Well! I don’t think we can top that for decadence, do you? Love the cadence, making

every word clear and lingering.

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