so many 'I's in that dark, Jill; all together now...
Doug
On 2011-02-08, at 11:50 PM, [log in to unmask] wrote:
> I am, I am a little, I am a parcel, I am yet
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> I bought a dollar I caught this morning, I couldn’t do it again
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> I dreamed this mortal, I grew up bent
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> I had a picture, I hear a river, I like a ship in storms
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> I put your leaves aside, I remember the clumsy
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> I saw the spiders, I struck the board
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> I that have been, I, too
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> I wrote in the dark
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> 9 Feb, Adelaide afternoon
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> ________________________
> Jill Jones
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> www.jilljones.com.au
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Douglas Barbour
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Language has unmistakably made plain that memory is not an instrument for exploring the past but its theater. It is the medium of past experience, just as the earth is the medium in which dead cities lie buried.
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