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Emne: Postmodern haiku
Dato: 05 Oktober 1998 22:55
 
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Det er mange klassikarar mellom kjedebrev p� nettet. Etterkvart som ein f�r fleire kjenningar med Epost, kan det hende at nye kjedebrev kjem fr� to eller tre samtidig. Folk som ikkje kjenner kvarandre, men m� ha ein felles link, ven av ven...
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Dikt fr� Mart. Nyt dei!

HAIKU-DIKT FOR DATAALDEREN


(Postmodern Haiku for a calmer day.)



****
A file that big?
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.

* * * *

The Web site you seek
cannot be located but
endless more exist

* * * *
Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.

* * * *

First snow, then silence.
This thousand dollar screen dies
so beautifully.

* * * *

With searching comes loss
and the presence of absence:
"My Novel" not found.

* * * *

The Tao that is seen
Is not the true Tao, until
You bring fresh toner.

* * * *

Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.

* * * *

Stay the patient course
Of little worth is your ire
The network is down

* * * *

A crash reduces
your expensive computer
to a simple stone.

* * * *

Yesterday it worked
Today it is not working
Windows is like that

* * * *

Three things are certain:
Death, taxes, and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.

* * * *

You step in the stream,
but the water has moved on.
This page is not here.

* * * *

Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.

* * * *

Having been erased,
The document you're seeking
Must now be retyped.

* * * *

Rather than a beep
Or a rude error message,
These words: "File not found."

* * * *
--
Hallvord Reiar
LYKKA ER 
� HA EIN GOD
FYSIOTERAPEUT

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