10.16.2005

sailor's delight


But lo, what light from yonder window breaks?
Omigod, it's the sun.

3 comments:

  1. red sky at night, sailor's delight.
    Red sky in the morning, sailors take warning.
    It was evening.

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  2. It is my lady carpenter: Oh, it is my love!
    Oh, that she knew she were.
    She puts up beadboard, yet asks for nothing: what of that?
    Her photographs discourse, I will comment.-
    I am not bold enough, 'tis not to me she turns:
    Two of her great accomplishments in construction,
    Having commodius done: Her palette violet.
    See, how she leans her hand upon the keyboard!
    Oh, that I were an enter button upon that keyboard,
    That I might touch that hand!

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  3. And For Those Of You Who Missed The Last Time Around: The Amazing: Ode To Incinolet

    We sit behind this peaceful door
    And ponder times that passed before;
    The loves we'll tend forever more,
    And some we now regret--

    When wrest from our exotic lives
    Somehow our solitude survives
    Protected safe this room connives
    A human/steel duet--

    As if in eye of whirling winds
    We find renewal now begins
    And as our swollen bladder thins
    Our purpose is reset--

    So leave behind the battles fought;
    The things that make you most distraught
    Are ashes, now, of times forgot
    Deep in Incinolet.

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