And we'll have some of love's progress.
I'll read the very first bottom but not the whole--
this is in trilogies.
Unplanned trilogies, they just happened.
I'll read the first one and then skip to someone.
First trilogy is "The Wish".
And the very first poem of the trilogy.
Yesterday, Homer said, "Dear Ruth, one rosy fingered
dawn from Greece is yours.
My gift, your poet reads.
Take it.
Our restless suns release out of unfleeting time.
Light rare, unconquerable.
I sang, this sun intrinsic in long trampled air
revels in love.
And the expression epic poet, his face gains
is your son's moment.
Award me this".