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From: "judy prince" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Saturday, October 08, 2005 8:06 AM
Subject: Re: revised "Fiftieth Anniversary"
Damn, Fred,
You force me from my barely awake self, shaking with lack of sleep but need
to Do Errands On Saturday before the hordes descend in their gas-guzzling
suv's........etc.
Another damn, Fred. You force me to acknowledge that Yes, one can like a
poem and dislike the person of the poem.
Not a damn, Fred. This one was sparer than the others, wasn't it? If I'm
right, tell me why bcuz I'm too asleep to want to figure it out plus you're
the one who wrote it and you may have been aware of your sparerness. If
it's not sparer, then I wonder why I felt it was. You can tell me that,
too, for the same reason I said before.
Jeez, Fred. Whatup with the east coast of this country today? I mean we're
gittin that spring rain thing for days now. Same in DC? Nice that it's way
mild, tho.
o.k. Please write me back bcuz I wanna know what you think about your
stuff. And try to th'ow some philosophical stuff in there, too. And mebbe
a fairy tale or two. oh, and a funny story. I am SO needy this morning!
The Handicapper General (from short story "Harrison Bergeron" by Vonnegut,
1961) aka Judy
PS And DAMN US! You wanna tinker, then you go the hell ahead and tinker,
damn it!!!!
Good morning, my dear. I too lack sleep. After weeks of drought that have
turned our yard to mangy sand and our garden to a morbid elegy we are in
our second day of constant rain. Amazing how rapidly hydrangea leaves
reinflate - have been watching them as dawn came. - Sparer, I suppose.
Because it's a commemorative poem, almost an ode, for a public event, and
not a tragic one; how often nowadays does one write one of those? The only
funny story I can think of involves my Uncle Oscar and you really don't want
to hear. Instead, to cheer you up, I strongly recommend going to
www.cleanscrean.info. Make sure the speakers of your computer are on.
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