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"The wind, which had breezed up a little during the night, was now extremely light and baffling, which the more increased the apparent uncertainty of her movements."

Saturday, April 5, 2008

A Poem: "Changing the Channel"

Pause buttons freeze only the object of aim
So point next time at the wind's boundless frame
If the branches shake and then sink with their brawn
If pollen flutters and dies on the lawn
Smash the remote and say "power be gone!"
Or put it aside for the next time you're wrong.
Posted by Tom Doggett at 4:07 PM

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