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I, and IcarusI, and Icarus, cannot fly, Not for not trying, For not minding The heat of heaven’s eye.
Why did Icarus, and I, not stay Safe along the middling way, The way the expert expressed As best and put to the test?
If you, like we, could have been Seen seeing reality As only Olympians can, You’d reason our seeming insanity.
And yet Icarus, not I, died For his trespass, As I still progress ‘Cause poetry is light. I, and Icarus
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Black cat crossing white snowThe cat imprinted progress upon the snow, the snow altered by the animal’s action. I am reminded of Memory, the cat representing Perception, a body absorptive of colors, while whose motion rearranges that which is reflective about him. Of what then is the wind a symbol? Tomorrow, let me decide. Black cat crossing white snow
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I knew at four o'clockbut had forgotten by five the thought that knelled me like a cathedral bell crashing over centuries. True, the echo’s still profound. How loud an afterward can resound. But who sleeps through the hour to wake at half past? I wring my hands, fearing it’s not the last. The moral: always take script. The page can start unequipped, but the knight must keep sword at hip, for there’s no dragon like forgetting and no damsel more distressing than the idea that’s given you the slip. I knew at four o'clock
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MourningBlush— Is that a color? I saw it in the sky once. How embarrassed, I thought, Heaven must be To have lost the sun So routinely.
But mauve— How moving, How like the close Of an old-time movie When the soundtrack swells And a certain vehicle carries One lover off-camera before A teary audience leaves, Fulfilled, for home and A starry-eyed respite.
Are the stars enough, though? Their light is an expired light We cannot exchange for today. What value then from then? No, not even the worth of the moon &n Mourning
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Wed Oct 26, 2005, 2:43 AM

Mood:

creative
Listening to: "Sleight of Hand" by Pearl Jam
Reading: Perrine's Sound and Sense
Watching: The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou

Well, I'm back after a bit of a sabbatical (more like a hypomaniacal). Anyway, been working hard on a collection of poetry entitled Bestiarium (Latin term for an illustrated medieval manuscript containing descriptions of various animals) I want to publish. It will contain probably another fifteen to twenty poems in addition to those I've already posted. I would appreciate advanced critique on all of them, if you feel so inclined.

(PS: Will start digging through all the missed deviations I have sitting in my message box very soon.)

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Current Residence: if there's a bright center to the universe...
Interests: poetry, peace, but not politicking
Favourite movie: Adaptation, Donnie Darko, Lost in Translation
Favourite band or musician: Sigur Rós, Mogwai, Brian Eno, Pink Floyd, my brother
Favourite genre of music: ambient/experimental
Favourite artist: Van Gogh, Dalí, Escher
Favourite poet or writer: T.S. Eliot, W.H. Auden, Pablo Neruda
Favourite photographer: Jacob Riis
Favourite style of art: minimal or surreal
Operating System: Windows XP
MP3 player of choice: Winamp
Shell of choice: someday...not that computer savvy yet
Wallpaper of choice: anything that's not too bright
Skin of choice: the one that keeps out the UV rays
Favourite game: TES3: Morrowind and every LucasArts adventure game ever made
Favourite gaming platform: PC
Favourite cartoon character: The Triplets of Belleville (and the dog)
Personal Quote: "The human race has one really effective weapon, and that is laughter." —Mark Twain
Tools of the Trade: neurons

Email: ewmillard@yahoo.com
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~PoorLittleGirl Jan 30, 2006, 9:01:37 PM

well.. i miss you so much, and your comments.. and your advices... where could you be?

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Cubre la memoria de tu cara con la máscara de la que serás y asusta a la niña que fuiste.
-A. Pizarnik

Mi cuenta de Imágenes ~PoorLGirl

!Brig-the-Bold Dec 15, 2005, 4:48:01 AM

I find it so odd... i AM a Mr. Underhill, and you use my name as if its cool... wait, I mean... uh, I am cool... thats right...hmmm

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"You gotta love livin' baby, 'cause dyin' is a pain in the ass." --F.A. Sinatra

~natdaddy Nov 30, 2005, 7:40:32 AM

hey when you get a chance read this and tell me what you think: [link]

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break before you bend.

~natdaddy Nov 13, 2005, 9:06:09 AM

i'm getting through all your new stuff.....slowly but i'll get there.

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break before you bend.

~virginsuicide123 Aug 10, 2005, 7:51:59 AM

hey! what's going on with you? been months...hey! at least send some line ok. hope ur well.

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"The ongoing WOW is happening right NOW"

My ALTER EGO ~ishq
My Dark Sanctuary ~Damaged-Inc~unleashed~Dark-Asphyxiation~claustrophobic

*themapper Jul 4, 2005, 1:53:27 PM

Hey! Wondering where you might have disappeared to. Sending messages to you out in the ether.

Russell (themapper)

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My pond aerator is bubbling as it should.

*themapper Jun 15, 2005, 9:16:50 PM

Hey, dude, where are you! Are you hiding? Are you just gone, left DA for good? Working in strange new jobs?

There's a bunch of us miss you here.

I googled you, but came up with way too many possibilities, so you are still mysteriously anonymous.

Let us know what's going on...

Russell

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My pond aerator is bubbling as it should.