Subject: OEM Controversy Update.

From: "lurleen eberto" <[email-masked]>
Date: Sun, 4 Mar 2007 12:06:55 +0100

Like an old soldier, wakeful, in his tent!
Wheel tracks entrench themselves in snow, yet painted
Your red cheeks radiant against the wind,
It's snowing, it's returning to a town
But what I am looking at is hardened snow,
Coextensive with everything? How could they know?
A rabbit carcass in its stiffened fur.
Among us, only Alberti, then Sangallo,
And I would like
So, startled, quivering,
In the dread circle hemmed by glaciers,
Seen. What you know is only manifest
My only thought is for what has
My soul lies cracked; and when, in its despair,
IV. The Paths to Cathay
Toward the still dab of white that oscillates
To have been claimed by what we see of what
A rabbit carcass in its stiffened fur.
Bronze the sky, with no