Today's posts

After last week’s letter, today’s first post is a poem once more. The title is from a short story by Heinrich Böll.  It concerns the woman we see in some place or other and we feel that she is the one. This can happen many times. But she passes by, uncounted, and this is one of the sad things in life.

 ‘The Tall Girl from Somerset.’  Two people today. The first, who you do not know, is Jenny. The other is Henry, who you are now beginning to know quite well.     

‘The woman who was jealous of herself.’  Magdalena gets angry.  Twice!