Dear colleagues, Below is another poem of the now-kairos genre, written by a friend.
Best, Raffi For My Memory Bank Mid afternoon, mid June Two kindred souls, strangers no more sitting on a bench gentle breeze, strong sun For a moment, time stood still I put a frame around it I held it tight, then let it go To settle into the flow of the past yesterdays trembling with other memories. --Trudie Richman [email protected] * * ========================================================== [email protected] ------------------------------ To subscribe, unsubscribe, change your options, view the archives of [email protected]: http://listserv.boisestate.edu/archives/oslist.html To learn about OpenSpaceEmailLists and OSLIST FAQs: http://www.openspaceworld.org/oslist
