response 1 of 7:

Apr 2 03:41 UTC 1992

Right after I first saw this posting, I printed it out with the intention
of carefully reading it through when I had the time.  Tonight, I had the 
time, and I was fairly blown away by both the content and the construction.

I found four voices, each coming in after the first (or previous) voice
has spoken four lines.  The left margin placements, in reference to away
and finally homeward, each voice following the same pattern.  

Even without the artful, poetic manipulations, the content is incredible.
But, my, when you play with words, you play hardball.  Bravo, Michael. 
This really should be published.

response 3 of 7:

Apr 3 04:26 UTC 1992

This is a lovely piece of work.  I'm honored and flattered
to be included in the title.

Incorrigible techie that I am, I used vi to reveal the "poem
within a poem".

response 5 of 7:

Apr 3 19:39 UTC 1992

Gee.  First time I ever heard of a spreadsheet being used to 
create a literary work.

response 7 of 7:

Jun 11 13:24 UTC 1994

this is your progress?
        by jkrauss
Away from summer sunlight I wander,
        A youthful soul among the daffodils,
                 Rare jewels when you find them
Away from summer sunlight I wander,
                And wandering, find nothing but
        A youthful soul among the daffodils,
                        And lesser flowers, few and far between,
                        though          
                Rare jewels when you find them
                                Undiminished in their glory
Away from summer sunlight I wander
                And wandering find nothing but
                                Tall lonely obelisks that block the passage of
        A youthful soul among the daffodils
                        And lesser flowers, few and far between, though
                                        (By no means accidentally)
                Rare jewels when you find them
                                Undiminished in their glory
                                                The essence of a questioning
                                       mind
        Away from summer sunlight I wander;
                        Tall lonely obelisks block the passage of
                A youthful soul among the daffodils
                                (By no means accidentally)
                        Rare jewels when you find them
                                        The essence of a questioning mind
                Tall lonely obelisks that block
                        (By no means accidentally)
                                The essence of a questioning mind
        And we find it, looking among
                        Tall lonely obelisks that block
                Our progress while
                                (By no means accidentally)
                        We search out our darkest secrets
                                        The essence of a questioning mind
We have looked before for the means of our destruction
                And we find it, looking among
                                Tall lonely obelisks that block
        The onset of freedon, that threatens to slow
                        Our RprogressS while
                                        (By no means accidentally)
                We find the truths of fear and destruction and anguish:
                                We search out our darkest secrets
                                                The essence of a questioning
                                       mind

There are some things manking was never meant to know
erm, make that mankind
sorry