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bunn... only in dying life: bright the hawk's flight on the empty sky.
I feel strangely gutted that Ursula Le Guin has died. Strange how deeply the death of a writer you have never met can touch you. I always thought of writing to her to say I'd enjoyed her thin book of poetry Walking In Cornwall because although I'm sure she got a lot of fan letters, I don't suppose she got many about an obscure book of poetry from the 1970s, but for one reason or another I never did.
Alas.
I feel strangely gutted that Ursula Le Guin has died. Strange how deeply the death of a writer you have never met can touch you. I always thought of writing to her to say I'd enjoyed her thin book of poetry Walking In Cornwall because although I'm sure she got a lot of fan letters, I don't suppose she got many about an obscure book of poetry from the 1970s, but for one reason or another I never did.
Alas.
