171. in the shadow of the magic mirror
172. cascading
173. slide
174. thrift-store shoes
175. past the breakers
176. hagiography
177. with a flashlight at the moment of your vernal equinox
178. message without a bottle
179. riddle me (holes or passageways?):____________
180. born sisyphean
i’m almost a week behind already. there’s more out there, some of it facing backwards (the bold-faced numbers aren’t the poetry they used to be) & yes, 179 is a riddle. you’re supposed to guess what goes in the blank, although i don’t know (authorial authenticity & all of that) whether or not i’m supposed to tell you–what it means to you is what it means, after all; maybe it’s just a narcissistic game to get you to play to see who else can see what i meant!
that rare, random descent 
only about half way through this bunch and life needs attending–i’ll finish them next week.
i wish i had the words to give back to you the Beauty you continually create–i wish i could Express the way you do. but, since i cant, i Hope you Know how much i Love your writing, and how Intensely it touches me.
Love you, t.