Brian Reed
08-26-2007, 09:47 AM
This somehow slipped through the GMail filters. The subject line was about buying Adobe Creative Studio 3, but the body of the e-mail itself is almost poetic.
Come, swallows, it's good-bye.
Preface to the 1948 EditionBy what it seems to have moved toward. In any
Astonished that you have returned to goToward . . . that seems to be the whispered question
He terrifies the Vast, he seems so wild;So you can watch me watch uplifted snow
No name, no meaning. Oh my friends,To reach out into its own vanishing
Point, after all, when finally one reachesI seek, above all, in the wandering
and the Splendid Splinter. For a few dreamy dollars,The face of a Quos ego),
At four, the spectators leave in pairs, offOver the chilly dale.
To pick up even the quickening of windAway from their profundity of surface
Come, swallows, it's good-bye.
Preface to the 1948 EditionBy what it seems to have moved toward. In any
Astonished that you have returned to goToward . . . that seems to be the whispered question
He terrifies the Vast, he seems so wild;So you can watch me watch uplifted snow
No name, no meaning. Oh my friends,To reach out into its own vanishing
Point, after all, when finally one reachesI seek, above all, in the wandering
and the Splendid Splinter. For a few dreamy dollars,The face of a Quos ego),
At four, the spectators leave in pairs, offOver the chilly dale.
To pick up even the quickening of windAway from their profundity of surface