martes, marzo 27, 2007

Randi

into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzard
for a few weeks, statistics won't seem
Of observation lying on the ground
shortcake, waffles, berries and cream
And still my mind goes groping in the mud to bring
With a hand freed from weight,
And melt the spirit; his mouth will distend
A frame of glided twilight�I
II. Quest and Conquest
Beneath a pile of corpses, lying massed
III. Earliest Recorded Northern Explorers: The Greeks and the Vikings
In white, in paint too representative
I. Arctic Scenery
Of the matter of snow here. Both of us have grasped
From point to point of meaning�open? closed?�
In Florida, it's strawberry season�
Yes. You'd want that said, (if you
giddy as good kids playing hookey. Now,
Over the chilly dale.

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