Re: [pf] A poem

At 07:57 23/09/99 -0500, Jill wrote:
>A friend sent this poem to me since I was taking to heart all the reports
>on the state of the planet.  I thought you all might like it as well.  
David M., I particularly thought of you, so let me know what you think of 
it.
>
>                                Jill
>
 ...
>The thaw, the flood, the upstart Spring.
>Thank God our time is now when wrong
>Comes up to face us everywhere.
>Never to leave us till we take
>The longest stride of soul men ever took.
>Affairs are now soul size,
 ...

**  Much appreciated, Jill.

**  I hadn't opened this post until now, since I usually avoid reading
poems, so sorry this is a bit late.

**  I can see myself getting really involved in a common enterprise of the
sort that Christopher Fry is responding to - a manning-the-barricades,
all-hands-to-the-pumps kind of thing.

**  As a solitary kind of person, being a voice crying in the wilderness is
all I'm willing to do; working with people, attempting to build a
ground-swell of opinion to the level Fry describes (the thunder of the
break-up) would return me to the stress-level I was at before, when I lash
out at almost everyone.

**  The poem certainly describes well, our clear-and-present-danger; I see
it clearly, even if most (98%) of the general public don't.

David.
(David MacClement) d1v9d @ bigfoot.com (remove spaces)
http://www.emucities.com.au/member/davd/index.html#top
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