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the meeting (Free verse) by richa The bottleneck of a hollowed out birch stump;
wind blows over a gentle key,
meeting at E,
somewhere in the arpeggios of a mind,
the pursed lips of a girl piping
on the pagoda steps of an embankment.
Alone.
Up the ladder:
Angelic Fornication
Down the ladder:
Apathy
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Posted: September 30, 2003 7:13 AM PDT; Last modified: October 6, 2003 10:36 AM PDTWeighted score: 6.630823 Overall Rank: 582 Comments:
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Joe-joe @ 68.194.57.229
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30-Sep-03/3:20 PM
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Rich, I trust it's me...but I gotta tell ya...ya lost me after the first line. Deep or far out...I'm not sure which one is applicable here.
Something tells me this is just right. yes, yes. Somehow I get this and it works. Excellent.
trying to get a feeling of physical distance with the last line.
phooey!
Ponderous, yet somehow still very tactile. -8-
Incredible.
De Ja vous but i like it
Look Hywel just cause your you're yore ure a Plydd Cymru facist student nazi separatist with large bald headed handlebar moustached tendancies and a stupid welsh name doestn't mean that Cadacus should abandon his attempt at further European intergation. Admittedly its only franglaise with a dash of german at the moment but give him time would you!
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