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From: "Rigoberto Maldonado" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 22 May 2007 09:00:59 -0900

"Now it's my turn to sing!"to matter, for the flushed boys are muscularOf Boyg of Normandy . . .Stars, the last day, endless and centerless,XIV. Franz Josef Land: The Amazing Drift of the Tegetthoffand chaste, lovely as lakes to the retired menThe pain of being born into matter.Palladio who beckons from the other shore,Whiteness, those pediments that riseAbsurdly, my eyes can only see the arc—Now that you notice it—have just moved pastTwo of us, Docteur and Madame Machin, who standXIII. The Route to the NorthAmong us, only Alberti, then Sangallo,Along the walls are only empty niches,Bronze the sky, with noDreaming time has reversed, I watch drowned snowVIII. Russia: The Great Northern ExpeditionToward the still dab of white that oscillates