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Dear Ms. Dickinson
By John Grey
there is a variety to triumphs.
When it rains,
there's triumph in being inside,
closeted in a warm dry room.
And triumph too
in making it to that awning.
huddled together with others,
calm and patient
until the shower subsides.
What of the triumph
of the umbrella,
the bull-lighter dynamic
when canopy blithely dodges
the downpours' thrusts.
I even know of a triumph where
a man stands alone
in nothing but shirt and slacks
and good shoes
and it doesn't bother him in the least
that he's drenched through to the skin.
He'd even dance in that rain,
as the song goes,
if he could only find a suitable partner.
He's holding out for you, Emily.
But when do you ever leave your house,
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