All to find Henri Marchaux. Who was not a disappointment. But the gift of the journey! I just wanted a book on Michaux! And I got The Yale Anthology of Twentieth Century French Poetry. I was so happy for this serendipitous find. I read and I read, sometimes the French; sometimes the English– and I remember the German, learned in high school. A true polyglot. I wish for more languages to learn; I revel in what I vaguely know.