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I thought so

but I thought what I said was funny

Now I am sorry

and genuinely thanks for the thanks

L

On Fri, June 18, 2010 16:24, Halvard Johnson wrote:
> The thanks were for the poem.
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> On Fri, Jun 18, 2010 at 10:11 AM, Lawrence Upton
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>> Well, I wasn't sorry for you
>> but I'll try to be
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>> I'll try on the train home
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>> L
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>> On Fri, June 18, 2010 16:03, Halvard Johnson wrote:
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>>> Thanks, Lawrence.
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>>> Hal
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>>> The Perfection of Mozart's Third Eye (downloadable and free) is @
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>> http://www.scribd.com/doc/27039868/Halvard-Johnson-THE-PERFECTION-OF-MO
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>>> On Fri, Jun 18, 2010 at 4:18 AM, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]>
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>>>> “The reason I don’t agree,” he says back,
>>>> “is that none of us holds the same view point.”
>>>> “How many of us are you?” she asks him.
>>>> “Multitudes,” he laughs; “at least, I do think so.”
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>>>> And then they go out to the near small downs
>>>> crossed by smashed up roads and helicopters, tying themselves
>>>> together with long ropes they make of skin and hair – clutching
>>>> themselves.
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>>>> All are dolled up, with others, in tumbles
>>>> of breaking trees and gathered grass cuttings. All are still unsure
>>>> who they are. None know.
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>>>> Not one asks it either, as they multiply
>>>> in beams, throwing themselves against the glass, jokes cracking in
>>>> the opening drying air.
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>>>> --
>>>> Bartender: You really think the world's gonna end?
>>>> Ford: Yes.
>>>> Bartender: Shouldn't we lie down? Put paper bags over our heads or
>>>> something? Ford: If you like. Bartender: Would it help?
>>>> Ford: Not at all.
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>>>> Lawrence Upton
>>>> AHRC Creative Research Fellow
>>>> Dept of Music
>>>> Goldsmiths, University of London
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>> --
>> Bartender: You really think the world's gonna end?
>> Ford: Yes.
>> Bartender: Shouldn't we lie down? Put paper bags over our heads or
>> something? Ford: If you like.
>> Bartender: Would it help?
>> Ford: Not at all.
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>> Lawrence Upton
>> AHRC Creative Research Fellow
>> Dept of Music
>> Goldsmiths, University of London
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-- 
Bartender: You really think the world's gonna end?
Ford: Yes.
Bartender: Shouldn't we lie down? Put paper bags over our heads or something?
Ford: If you like.
Bartender: Would it help?
Ford: Not at all.


Lawrence Upton
AHRC Creative Research Fellow
Dept of Music
Goldsmiths, University of London