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] Date Posted: 19:21:32 01/30/08 Wed In reply to: Max Hardy 's message, "Untitled, Unfinished" on 10:10:51 01/30/08 Wed ~ this one feels like one of those mornings in the city, when you see people swarming across the roads when the pedestrian light turns green...they're all on their way to work, and I've often thought of what they are all thinking of as they walk along, towards other people, towards their job, starting their day...and this poem feels like a capture of one man's thoughts, amongst the swarm...well done, Max... *hugs* Sash xx ![]() . [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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Author: Wilopent [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:00:48 01/30/08 Wed Oh, I can feel your wish to find a child's comfort amidst the craziness of life sometimes. You put it so well, Max. Wonderful! xoxo Wilopent [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |