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| Shhh |
| Shhh� the whispers� pines a-wandering into dreams � into lovers� sentences strings of words in whispers, pine-scented, drift� and below I hear what pleasure the wind has left, and that it takes with it a clear, a cloudless song � |
| � Copyright Jane Yaeger October 15, 2000 |
| Beef Omlette (Melange au metaphore) |
| Do not try to be the wind! the universe does not need a heifer to lay an egg today my friend! Who are you now? What is here for you to feel, to see and to reveal? The winds knows what it is� so it is free� |
| � Copyright Jane Yaeger November 23, 2000 |