Marsha You forgot the last verse. ;-) > THE BRIDGE > > by Octavio Paz > > > Between now and now, > between I am and you are, > the word bridge. > > Entering it > you enter yourself: > the world connects > and closes like a ring. > > From one bank to another, > there is always > a body stretched: > a rainbow. > > I'll sleep between its arches.
Homeless alone with the last Mad Dog drops drooling from a tear stained chin. Dave Moq_Discuss mailing list Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org Archives: http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ http://moq.org/md/archives.html
