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|"I knew nothing, and I persisted in the faith that the time of cruel miracles was not past."
— Stanislaw Lem, Solaris
Monday, April 18th, 2005
Update this evening...
Update: My 'art' for the beginning of this week has turned out to be computer repair - I have to fix the hinge on Laura's Jornada 820, which is a PDA with the form of a mini-laptop. Despite it being rather outdated, it's a wonderfully portable machine, and perfect for typing in near silence. Here's a poem I composed in a library on my own Jornada:
slips through soft arbitrations
mocks glass with a glance
grass licks toes
body warms the breeze
hair merging with hills
arms sharing outlines with pinebark
them where they are
chipped suns hover
glass mocks stirring air.
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