A Selection from Letters to the Nightingale by Rita degli Esposti

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Rita degli Esposti. Letters to the Nightingale. Longhouse, 2006. First edition. Translated by Coco Gordon. Fold out accordion booklet. Three colors. New. Limited edition. $7.95 postpaid

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Translated by Coco Gordon

From Page One:

I touched your hands
and for an instant
lost myself

into this flame
so secret
so obvious

right now your name shakes in the silence
in the dark
of the embarcadero

the swallow hunts the water's surface
missing only you
to make perfect this gray evening
but silvery serene clear
you don't love the rainy dusk
and tonight you don't come
I hear you it seems at each step,
but light wanes toward black, so fast

and I close my window

it really was your voice
I run to the window
but no, another

what sadder sadness?

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Rita degli Esposti. Letters to the Nightingale. Longhouse, 2006. First edition. Translated by Coco Gordon. Fold-out accordion booklet. Three colors. New. Limited edition. $7.95 postpaid

As an act of goodwill and for poetry - Longhouse is sending out each month complete publications - online - of one poet (or more) we have published in booklet, broadside or postcard form for everyone to share. It's a way of giving back to many of you who have sent to us poems, letters, purchases and the same goodwill over the years. The series will fly in under the banner of our Woodburners We Recommend. It should also be felt as a certain warmth in memory to all our close and dear poetry comrades passed along - each one becoming more of a loss. Each monthly booklet will also be available for purchase from Longhouse. Issued in a very limited keepsake edition of 50 copies. Starting in 2006 we will begin to reissue and present past issues from Longhouse of select poets. For those readers that travel back as far as 1972 when Longhouse began, you know poetry was released like bandits by the day, by the week, by the month, and always free. We have never taken on grants and meant poetry to be seen & heard & on poetry terms. From 2006, into the Infinite, and within the universal cyber cosmos, we would like to share multiple poets with you....and only ask that you share them further.

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I touched your hands and for an instant lost myself into this flame so secret so obvious
	right now your name shakes in the silence in the dark of the embarcadero
the swallow hunts the water's surface missing only you to make perfect this gray evening but silvery serene clear you don't love the rainy dusk and tonight you don't come I hear you it seems at each step, but light wanes toward black, so fast and I close my window
	it really was your voice I run to the window but no, another what sadder sadness?