In a message dated 04/30/2002 5:15:34 AM Central Daylight Time,
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<< Alden
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the little lambkins bounce about
before their sinews thicken
streak a ginger cat in the grass a rabbit
deep eyes dark with urgent lust
a heifer churns the April mud
some rhododendrons shelter in the forest
chords are plundered moaning
from a lost Mancunian road sign
hailstones fizz like static through a band of reeds
giddy rivers at The Rackles
do the work of glaciers
if only we could wait a haiku moment
foxes and a kestrel
tint the sunlight with their shades blood
the poet earns a squawk for merely passing
>> What a great place to live and how well you have described it. With
such a setting, you have no excuse not to write masterpieces. Sue
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