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Another sad loss:Hayden Carruth, 87.My favorite of Carruth's poems:I, I, IFirst, the self. Then, the observing self.The self that acts and the self that watches. ThisThe starting point, the place where the mind begins,Whether the mind of an individual orThe mind of a species. When I was a boyI struggled to understand. For if I… Continue reading sigh