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When I Talked with the Learn’d Astronomer
Gerald Friedman

Bach, my books, these winter stars,
my children, and their children,
my wife—
how could I be luckier?
The more I know what I love, the more I love it.

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Gerald Friedman grew up in the suburbs of Cleveland, Ohio, and now teaches physics and math in Santa Fe, New Mexico. He has published poems in various journals, recently Better Than Starbucks, As It Ought to Be, Rat’s Ass Review, and Last Stanza.

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