Took it all in, Stephen, but especially the final lines...
Doug
On 26-Apr-06, at 2:07 PM, Stephen Vincent wrote:
> Wide is the blue color
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> That surrounds the horizon. A dying mother
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> Pulls three yellow leaves and two snails, one by one
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> Off the lemon tree. Sorrow is no secret to the wretched.
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> Sacred is a blue boat, tormented – oared forth - crying.
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