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can it PLEASE be friday already!?
i who am dead a thousand years,
and wrote this sweet archaic song,
send you my words for messengers
the way i shall not pass along.
i care not if you bridge the seas,
or ride secure the cruel sky,
or build consummate palaces
of metal or of masonry.
but have you wine and music still,
and statues and a bright-eyed love,
and foolish thoughts of good and ill,
and prayers to them who sit above?
how shall we conquer? like a wind
that falls at eve our fancies blow,
and old maeonides the blind
said it three thousand years ago.
o friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
student of our sweet english tongue,
read out my words at night, alone:
i was a poet, i was young.
since i can never see your face,
and never shake you by the hand,
i send my sould through time and space
to greet you. you will understand.
- James Elroy Flecker
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Published by ilike2eat: 11:19 PM
Updated On: 6/27/2006 at 11:20 PM
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TENDONITIS SUCKS! anyone got a spare wrist?
the ticket's booked y'all! i will be in b.c. before the summer is out...
found these cars up the road and round the corner. endless opportunities and limited time produced the new photos i've added. :)
!woooo! officially a university graduate!!
sort of...
it involves me and two big mountains on the west side in a couple months.
good plan.
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