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Pastimes : A Poetry Corner

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To: Poet who wrote (1181)	2/17/2005 11:35:53 AM
From: stockman_scott	of 1582

The snow was the future perfect of snow By Geoffrey G. O’Brien * * * * The snow was the future perfect of snow. The old assumption that it falls to ground to hear yet again the story of oil was a lie December suspended. The snow was the perfect future of snow and there were women that were not in it, that didn't walk through its clinic of minutes appalling its fall with cries and kerosene. The future of snow was the perfect snow abashing the men conceiving it shapeless because it betrayed no women or lamps. It was rather very shapeless and it was also almost shapeless, orphaning the course of river x til March returns. It will be said of that river it was almost very shapeless, save the women often in it, and that it was alone in winter, save the men upon it then. It will have been seen to have been slowly a flowing forward back to frozenness. Something like how May comes on from the invisible to divide flowers---, as a bunch of free men and women slightly drunk from humming standards they have never heard, humming standards in a blind white prison or on a bland white band of water. The snow ___ ___ _____ ______ __ snow. A flowing forward back to frozenness as I will have been, seized from voice like ice --Geoffrey G. O'Brien

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