Litany of Images

A family acquaintance once made a comment off hand, without knowing my interests in writing, saying no one would ever write a poem for him. Ever since then I have approached the statement as a challenge— a potential moment for developing new ideas. Yet, a hesitancy always appears whenever a pen comes to hand— despite the fact I know the writing should continue from earlier fragments:

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