A year since this stop, time to update...
My friend now is Regina, I have at last grown up a full appreciation of her. In was in this place, in this water, that she blossomed and she was revealed to me. i realized the riches in her.
Yesterday we read Rimbaud together, or, she read Rimbaud to me, How far her mind goes, how quickly, how promptly. I who talk little ussually, talk by the hour to her, about everything.
And she told me about the man she had loved, who died in the war, about her worship of being a mother, her feeling of having fully lived. Living for her is an art and a creation, Translations of different languages is a creation, She has a gift of naturalness that i have never seen in anyone else.. she is the same for everybody. Nothing intimidates her Ease, independence, enthusiasm and unusual gifr for languages, a sane health with scared life, healthy physique with squizofrenia, and untter absence of materialism, a flexibility whtin a very definable personality.
From me to myself...
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