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Donald Hall - Between Solitude and Loneliness

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Thank you for posting this, Cadiz. Donald Hall wrote poems in a direct way, as the tone of the article indicates. I like his poem The Stump, in which he mourns the death of an oak tree. His marriage to Jane Kenyon sounds like an ideal union.

And, he loved cats.

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