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Nov 15 02:54 UTC 2003

Quiet spaces 
Between words; in glances; molding between arms 
And shoulders, bring 
Waves of something deeper.  

Grounded in islands of moonlit leaves
Beside an amber river black with ice comes
Certainty but no resolution.  

Encrusted with ice the water is unsuitable, but encrusted
With ice the grasses sparkle in the headlights 
Magic passes understanding

Unclouded stars crown 
Love. 
It lies transparent on her eyes and clouded in his.  
This 
Tension will remain until the ice thaws 
Yet 
Fantasy flows separate beneath black ice.  

Autumn is a painful force reaping and renewing
Painfully ecstatic.

Absence is felt not as desire but 
Emptiness:
Free and whole when separate
But transformed singularly when together.

Love is beyond words.  

Sleeping his care lines  smooth, and his caring
Smoothes her to sleep.  

response 2 of 9:

Nov 20 21:09 UTC 2003

I do like this.  It's simple, flows nicely, and is clean.

response 4 of 9:

Nov 21 05:12 UTC 2003

You greatly misunderstand, John.  It's not verbose or wordy.  Doesn't 
*try* to be complicated.

response 6 of 9:

Nov 23 09:57 UTC 2003

I thought I had been.  Simplicity does not necessarily exclude 
richness of meaning, but perhaps my intention was stated because I had 
read the Tao Te Ching as of late-- where simple things mean much.

response 8 of 9:

Nov 24 07:50 UTC 2003

Neener neener boo boo?  Well, it's not wordsmithed to death.

I take it you've never studied Taoism?