Mr. [Philip] Booth wrote to a daughter:
As you float now, where I held you
and let go, remember when fear
cramps your heart what I told you:
lie gently and wide to the light-year
stars, lie back, and the sea will hold you.
from The New York Times: Philip Booth, a Shy Poet Rooted in New England Life, Dead at 81
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