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May 24, 2008

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The senses drip in, that's the loveliest part of this poem. We make the bird by the hearing of it, the spring by its smelling, you've limned the observer's world from the observer's eye… The poem itself is like the second stanza, gossamer through which the sun… The perfect silence of perfect nature is split between three hands, and each carries that perfect kernel…so that they are different, that is fine, a Koethe, and Lehman, and Szporluk have a different spring they keep, but they are all true…what hands of men made is one thing, what eyes of man see or hearts of man believe is the other, and in the latter is the true scene, unlocked in hands that do not need to share to know they beauty they found, and are all right…

You are inspired. Inspiring.

Hypnos

Truly genius and quite inspiring.

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of coming back
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"After You've Gone"
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of the bedroom
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