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The lover in these poems is me; the doctor, Love. He appears as husband, lover analyst & muse, as father, son & maybe even God & surely death. All this is true. The man you turn to in the dark is many men. This is an open secret women share & yet agree to hide as if they might then hide it from themselves. I will not hide. I write in the **** I name names. I am I. The doctor's name is Love.
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The lover in these poems is me; the doctor, Love. He appears as husband, lover analyst & muse, as father, son & maybe even God & surely death. All this is true. The man you turn to in the dark is many men. This is an open secret women share & yet agree to hide as if they might then hide it from themselves. I will not hide. I write in the **** I name names. I am I. The doctor's name is Love.
1942/American