oh canada

Subject:
                              Re: how did
                   Date:
                              Sat, 21 Feb 2004 22:45:28 -0700
                  From:
                              lisbeth <lisbethduck@earthlink.net>
  Organization:
                              duckdaotsu
                       To:
                              oversion@...ca
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oversion@...ca wrote:

> how did your computer crashing effect the memory
> of your lisbethduck@earthlink.net account in terms
> of our addresses and your past messages...

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Oh my ...

everything disappeared
like the garden bloom and green
in the first snow
i touch the screen with the mouse
and
it creeps slowly
to erase the black the green the purple
and it becomes all white
everything

if it were a perennial, something special,
foxglove, lupine, lovely
rose
I could make it through the winter
knowing the
colours
would be brighter

after the season
or chilly

(thank you for the last post
shedding coat
wintery skin
was hockey worth the waking?)

nothing is saved.

I got the junk at the
bottom of this letter
from a posted news
on another yahoo group
checked them all
searching for
addresses

lost

lost in the dream

so i think how
zen

this is the tao, the only con
sta
nt is
change
 
 

quite calmly
focused on the pin, crosshairs
like a rangefinder , grand leica, as the two rectangular
boxes come together

not the slr camera
that is all spotty until
you put on your
glasses

i never liked that kind of focus

prefer the rangefinder

see what is going on as you click to save
at 1/1000th of a second

poetry is much more
lasting

but i have trained for both
trained to wait
for the right
write
moment

thyme

there is basil in the
garden as well.

i love thyme.

and so i go onward.  cleaning around the
monitor
to find
the cdroms for the entire
birthing process
i found
psychic rotunda! and took
a good hour

sitting in my room listening
"brainwashed" dear
george
we love him so, hari rama krishna rama

it was the best part of
the day

no lemmings here, the clift* awaits
and i await with calm desire.

tell everyone i love them.
as i really do and
ttwo of our finest have now joined you
in the northern parts of the north america,

it begins, i labeled the first story

two deserters,
one from the town my mother lives in now
he has a young lovely wife and a darling child
and a quaker, he
needed the college money

sitting in a small room in your
fair city

when i read that, and the
other, another dear

one from
the other side oh de border
i think
how comfortable you lovely
artistic
gentle poetic people are

maple leafs not withstanding
was the hockey worth waking for?

tippa few for the old
duck
she needs a break
 

the dodging begins and we
are ready

and many are fleeing to the website
that is, thank tao
online and
not erasable except by the
people with big, black, shiny fbi shoes

'tom wolfe, on the bus'

xoxo

 

* psychic rotunda
and M. Clift are two books of poetry
and love created by the friend
with submissions by this duck  (  '?
 
 

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