He had lost his right arm during the civil war

But the loss did not hinder him in the least

As he fought with left his arm

His ghost arm remaining dormant

This is how I met him just after university

I was a naive English girl with a marble complexion

Whereas he was rugged with black wavy hair

We could have not been more opposite

But Dmitri and I both enjoyed poetry

This was the connection on which

Our friendship was built

The written word

And little else



Matilda Loves (1973)