The Best Anti-Depressant Ever
I received this email yesterday, out of the blue, from someone I don't know:
Dear Jude,
It's been a long time, years probably, since I read a poem -- the best poem I've ever read -- a truly inspired piece, and all I can recall is that I thought it was written by someone named Jude, and it was the only thing on a website when his name was clicked on from Miss Snark's blog. Was it yours? If so, would you show me where to find it so I may read it again, and again?
She was talking about this, the very first entry on my blog, a poem I wrote the day after my dear aunt passed away.
This is the kind of thing writers live for. Thank you, Email Sender, for making my day.
Dear Jude,
It's been a long time, years probably, since I read a poem -- the best poem I've ever read -- a truly inspired piece, and all I can recall is that I thought it was written by someone named Jude, and it was the only thing on a website when his name was clicked on from Miss Snark's blog. Was it yours? If so, would you show me where to find it so I may read it again, and again?
She was talking about this, the very first entry on my blog, a poem I wrote the day after my dear aunt passed away.
This is the kind of thing writers live for. Thank you, Email Sender, for making my day.
posted by Jude Hardin | 9:32 AM
4 Comments:
Jude! Talk about kicking my eyes into "mist-mode". Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. And isn't it funny how the universe always works in that chronic shroud of mystery?
What a nice way to boost your spirits in the form of a mysterious fan. Cool.
Thanks, Kath. Yeah, it was just the pick-me-up I needed.
Sometimes, I think readers have some cosmic sense, and they know when we need a kind word. :-)
Maybe so, Spy. This one was REALLY cosmic, because it's been two and a half years since I posted that poem.
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