News at Eleven: "I wrote from grief and lamentation,

but I also wrote about the pleasure of our erotic life," [Donald] Hall said while talking about his late wife, the poet, Jane Kenyon, who died sixteen years ago.

"For about five years I wrote about her entirely," he said. "She is still in this house: her handwriting is around; her photographs are around; I think of her, I suppose, every day, but she is distant and there is room for other things in this house and in this world."

from PBS: Poet Donald Hall Reflects on Love, Death and New Hampshire

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