If you're put off by one stanza of a poem, just
climb back on again.
Hal
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who hate you away from the guys who are
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On Sep 6, 2007, at 10:36 AM, Douglas Barbour wrote:
> I like the way it reaches that ending, Sharon, but I was somewhat
> put off by the 2nd stanza, which could I think lose the "There
> is's. or even disappear completely?
>
> Doug
> On 5-Sep-07, at 5:38 PM, andrew burke wrote:
>
>> Nothing is real. But the dog chases it anyway. Great li'l poem
>> Sharon.
>> Andrew
>>
>> On 06/09/07, Sheila Murphy <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>>>
>>> Nice piece, Sharon. I like many aspects of this work. "How can
>>> there be
>>> nothing?" occupies a good place. Sheila
>>>
>>> On 9/5/07, sharon brogan <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>>>>
>>>> The dog whimpers in her sleep.
>>>> She chases something I can't see.
>>>>
>>>> There is a hole in the universe.
>>>> There is nothing there.
>>>>
>>>> We are much more complex
>>>> than previously believed.
>>>>
>>>> Smoke from the Dog Creek Fire
>>>> seals this valley grey.
>>>>
>>>> How can there be nothing?
>>>> There is a hole in my life.
>>>>
>>>> My dog chases it in her sleep.
>>>> She whimpers, her feet twitch.
>>>>
>>>> Her chromosomes swirl into
>>>> something new, something
>>>>
>>>> doglike, and precious.
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> --
>>>>
>>>>
>>>> ~ SB | http://www.sbpoet.com | =^..^=
>>>>
>>>
>>
>>
>>
>> --
>> Andrew
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>>
>>
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