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Dear Isabelle Huppert
I saw you in the piano teacher
at our high plains film society &
suddenly regret all the missed opportunities
years ago in cambridge when
lacemaker violette noziere loulou or entre nous
were just down the street at the brattle &
I was over at the orson welles'
hitchcock nicholson or keaton festival
don't get me wrong I'm not a stalker a nut
or even a sentimental person just a guy
who came late to the party realizes he
has missed his chance with one of the
ladies of light & feels like d h lawrence
at the end of that poem about the snake
—Thomas Stein
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