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I like to talk. And write poetry. I paint a little too.

Sunday, December 19, 2004

A picture from my past

Don't even ask. But those are X-Wing Butterflies whistling Dixie. Ahab is looking for the white whale. A metaphor on the horns of a dilemma... and so on.
It was Atlantis, and it sank...under the weight of it all?

6 Comments:

Blogger Eliot Prufrock said...

But, but, this is my poetic childhood,
like seeing a picture of one's crib.
I remember this time quite well,
the play of characters,
the walk of innocence,
being told, you were once there.

And then we met, became friends,
which far transcends those casual chats
in cold ethernet — friends who care
and care and care.

4:23 AM, December 20, 2004  
Blogger Aisha said...

I love it--a picture of poets when toddlers :)
That's it!

Thanks for caring even when people go to Rome on you.

Aisha

10:54 AM, December 20, 2004  
Blogger paula said...

Oh, Aisha I recall Ahab period, such a happy period and the beginning of our friendship. Thanks for posting it. Happy Holidays, Shister:-)

9:40 AM, December 24, 2004  
Blogger Jewel said...

I remember this Shisa!

Ha, don't know how I stumbled upon this. Have no idea!

My best,
Jewel

8:49 PM, May 01, 2008  
Blogger Aisha said...

Jool!
Aren't the Intarnets marvellous! How you bin?

8:52 PM, May 01, 2008  
Blogger Jewel said...

I been fine. I've met a wonderful man online (surprising as it may seem.) We're head-over-heels. I'm very happy right now.
How are you, Shisa? Still overseas I see.

6:54 PM, May 02, 2008  

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