Wonderful Sally I really liked the first one it is so you.
You had a typo in the 2nd one I do not even want to try to spell embroidery.
Luv Ya Carol S
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From: "Sally Evans" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Sunday, January 12, 2003 2:06 PM
Subject: New sub: two fourteen liners
Two fourteen liners
unconnected except by time of writing
1 Waiting
A garden filled with frost
this dark-dead night, its form
from flowers and leafage lost:
in weathered stone, warm
beneath glitter of rime,
are sweeps and shapes
of a clear design
while treesı twisted sticks
await blossom and leaf
under the skyıs low copse,
and winterıs silver clock
ticks quietly till spring
breaks out of rock
and alters everything.
2 how lucky
how lucky, said the writer, I can sit and look
over the wide world of my life
from a desk at a window, that may be
an eyrie up a tree, an attic,
untroubled by the young or the old,
and from my captive books and memory
a universe seeps round these walls,
beyond this window and its hills,
down the river, and up its tributaries.
An escape it would be if I were a prisoner,
an irrelevance it would be if I were sewn
into my world like an emnroidery.
a set of relations, if I am alert,
with the past, the distant, and the future.
Sally Evans
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