Me too, Hal! Good!
Stephen V
Just back from the Oregons (the several within the one)
> Yeah, I enjoyed it too, Hal. Th turns more often than usual in a
> sonnet, but your sonnets so to speak always turn over more than usual
> what might be expected... I thought the sharpest one was from those
> pediatricians to 'Nation mourns.'
>
> Doug
> On 13-Aug-06, at 1:23 PM, Halvard Johnson wrote:
>
>> Awaiting Sweet Water
>>
>> Russian rocket nudges ISS into higher orbit. Major
>> aeronautical and space programs compare incantations,
>> begin to recruit masked educators in big bangšs afterglow.
>> Three pediatricians lost during reentry. Nation mourns.
>>
>> Five thousand astronauts assemble on the tarmac, clamoring
>> for throat structures that will not fall back into the airway,
>> block it. Looking south on Greenwich Street we no longer
>> see those towers. The oldest light in the universe has barely
>>
>> reached our eyes when we close them, slip into sleep, no
>> longer able to keep them open. Experimental flame balls
>> do spectacular things in the on-board laboratory. Given this
>> kind of city, it comes as no surprise that more and more
>>
>> young ladies are turning to careers in math. Nothing more
>> to say: thunder had an ear and a choice. Devil in details.
>>
>>
>> Halvard Johnson
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>>
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> surely when they fell
> it was into grace
>
> bpNichol
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