We spot a small table
with a smiling man.
I walk over to it and
meet you. Then you
explain some things.

You tell me of your
writing, and are kind
to recite to me about
a dancer and then
Orpheus the enchanter.

Literature is the second
most important way we
pass information. Genes
are the first. But music
is the future, I learn.

Having spoken with you,
I know you live truly.
“It was great to meet
you. Keep writing!”
And I hope you do too.