Hieronymous707 wrote:
>"Will Dockery" wrote:
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> > > > I like her style, I like the way she uses images and phrasing, and I
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> > > > the way she puts it all together into a poem.
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> > > > Like I said... mighty fine.
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> > > > > You are ice and fire,
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> > > > > The touch of you burns my hands like snow.
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> > > > > You are cold and flame.
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> > > > > You are the crimson of amaryllis,
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> > > > > The silver of moon-touched magnolias.
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> > > > > When I am with you,
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> > > > > My heart is a frozen pond
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> > > > > Gleaming with agitated torches.
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> > > > -Amy Lowell
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> > When I have time to go more into depth, I might... right now, no.
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> Right. That was at 9:58 this morning, and you've posted I don't know
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> how many times sense then. It's now early afternoon and you're still
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> saying you don't have time right now. I don't understand that. What
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> kind of time do you need to put a couple of detailed thoughts together
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> and into words here? Why the one liners? What not write a complete
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> paragraph?
I'm setting up a last minute interview with Kirsten Dunn for either a few minutes from now, or early tomorrow.
I'm popping back here also because this is "home".
I'm also working with a dozen musicians and others to get the World AIDS Concert nailed... song lists, questions, and so on.
And on... lots of questions, lots of songs, chords, words, links to songs.
I'm also doin a couple of real life things out in the yard, mainly stepping put and telling Patrick what needs to be done out back by the shed.
I'm also discussing with Brother Dave about getting an oil change and paying the electric bill before an Atlanta trip later this week.
I'm also chatting with a lady about giving me a shot of pussy later tonight.
I'm also planning to perform a set at the SoHo open mic and discussing this with Jack Snipe and Brian Mallard who may or may not join me.
And a coiple other things.
So... if you knew what
"No time now, later."
was all about you'd have a bit of patience.
But, no... not you, am I right?
Heh...
That was fun.