I liked where you got to Caleb, but am not sure about those 2 longer
lines (within which I felt rhythmic breaks), & think you dont need to
repeat the title...
Doug
On 17-Dec-06, at 5:19 PM, Caleb Cluff wrote:
> In the sureness of time passing
>
>
> In the sureness of time passing
> I hear a sound. It is a bottle tied by twine rolling against a fence,
> where I had put my mouth against the skin of a camellia bud, not long
> before.
> It rings. Light shines from its blue skin.
>
> If I had not loved
> If I had not given space
> If I had not that.
>
> Alone. At any given moment, alone.
> At any given moment in speaking the language, alone.
> At any given moment, you have
>
> to err, to stretch one's neck against one's wrist, to sob. To hear.
>
>
>
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