Yeah, to quote Max - wow. And what a great example of revising - you
certainly improved it by a vertical mile! Thanks, Sharon.
Andrew
On 22 June 2011 13:13, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Wow, Sharon.
>
> Makes me wonder, and work, and ...
> Too soon to say.
>
> Best from Max
>
>
> On 22/06/11 2:55 AM, "sharon brogan" <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> > There is something about sending it to the list that immediately shows me
> > flaws.
> >
> > Edited:
> >
> > This building is a maze.
> > I cannot find my way.
> > You wait for me, somewhere.
> >
> > There are many people
> > but none of them are you.
> > A pelican fies in
> >
> > through an open window
> > and regurgitates a child
> > onto the plank floor.
> >
> > I pick you up, but you grow
> > too large for me to hold.
> > You are old now, bent and thick.
> >
> > The pelican returns to retrieve you.
> > I am alone in the parlor.
> > I see the sky out the window
> >
> > and you, on the pelicanšs back,
> > flying into it.
> >
> >
> >
> > ~ Sharon
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> > On Tue, Jun 21, 2011 at 10:08 AM, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]>
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> >
> >> This building is a maze.
> >> I cannot find my way.
> >> You wait for me, somewhere.
> >>
> >> There are many people
> >> but none of them are you.
> >>
> >> The ceilings are high.
> >> but the rooms are crowded
> >> with heavy Victorian furniture.
> >>
> >> A pelican fies in through an open window
> >> and regurgitates a child
> >> onto the plank floor.
> >>
> >> I pick you up, but you grow
> >> too large for me to hold.
> >> You are old now, bent and thick.
> >>
> >> The pelican returns to retrieve you.
> >> I am alone in the parlor
> >> but I can see the sky out the window
> >>
> >> and you, on the pelicanšs back,
> >> flying into it.
> >>
> >>
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