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From: "Addie Herrington" <[email-masked]>
Date: Thu, 6 May 2004 01:27:50 -0800

Bronze the sky, with noWhat can we know of whatever picture-planeAgain awaken from your being gone to findAnd melt the spirit; his mouth will distendBut snow has gathered there, has piled up,Everywhere, utterly.That square—Oh, 56 x 56Down the long course of the gray slush of thingsAlberti, Brunelleschi, Sangallo,shortcake, waffles, berries and creamIt is as though I were at a second threshold.Clear-voiced despite its years, strong, eloquent—<br>their bellies, they're out cold, instantaneouslyOh, I know. The snow. The effective snowOf the matter of snow here. Both of us have graspedThat only you and I can know. Les deuxBy trees—or might see as the masonryBlurring the terrain,Of too much truth to do much more than lie