(Verlaine)
Dear Julia,
Unless chance finds us face to face again, this
Is the last you'll hear from me I spent this Sunday,
A long afternoon, freezing at my friend's house by
The sea We men of science you know I've returned
To my research in magnetic fields It's funny how attractive
Indifference can be My sense of failure it's not so
Important Electricity means so much more to me We men
Of science you know
It's snowing again, seems like it's always snowing Sit
Down to write and it's so cold Outside my window, there's
A tree so white I can hardly look at it
It's quiet here I look thru my glass at patterns
All so well defined Please send my winter coat soon as you can
I find I have no other lines we men of science you know
All the best all the best, Julia