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per amica silentia lunae

or, across the ferny brae with the evil voodoo celt

speaking of poetry...
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evcelt


Lineaments of Grace

The eye may see these subtle marks
But it takes a soul, a heart and mind
Entwined, to perceive- know, feel,
Limn these moments on the delicate
Enduring leaves of the books we
Unknowing, unwilling write, each
Waking breath of the cycling arc
We trace, bright and dark, against
The storm of the world. Mere sight
Loses these sparks, jumbled in dross;
Must fail to find wonder in the ordinary.
What jumps the gap, what mates meaning
To coincidence- call it vision.

1/22/10


Thanks for the poem suggestions/seeds so far... there's some good stuff there.

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Cheers! Brits toast new shatterproof pint glass
drinks
evcelt
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100204/ap_on_re_eu/eu_britain_pint_glass

"But noticeably, no officials were talking about reforming the British binge drinking culture at the root of the problem."

Reform the binge drinking culture? That's crazy talk! ;-)

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