Subject: Adobe, Macromedia

From: "goraud ardyth" <[email-masked]>
Date: Sun, 25 Feb 2007 01:24:30 +0900

Left and right, and far ahead in the dusk.
At the end of the road. Even if they are staring
Upon from the right by far trees, that white place
At the white place of the road's vanishing
Of Boyg of Normandy . . .
Palladio who beckons from the other shore,
And M?e Chose's square of world, even as they
XI. Franklin's Last Voyage
I've drifted somewhat from the distant heart
Among us, only Alberti, then Sangallo,
And M?e Chose's square of world, even as they
This gap in time, this season not their own,
Right, and appears from here to be overcome
with visors. Their brave recreational vehicles
I know,
Late February, and the air's so balmy
A rabbit carcass in its stiffened fur.
VIII. Russia: The Great Northern Expedition
Amid the gloom, there, on the pole, stands black