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To: N who wrote (5301)	3/17/2000 2:46:00 PM
From: Volsi Mimir	Respond to of 13018

Not Ideas About the Thing But the Thing Itself ~Wallace Stevens At the earliest ending of winter, In March, a scrawny cry from outside Seemed like a sound in his mind. He knew that he heard it, A bird's cry, at daylight or before, In the early March wind. The sun was rising at six, No longer a battered panache above snow... It would have been outside. It was not from the vast ventriloquism Of sleep's faded papier-mache... The sun was coming from outside. That scrawny cry- it was A chorister whose c preceded the choir. It was part of the colossal sun, Surrounded by its choral rings, Still far away. It was like A new knowledge of reality. ~.~ Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start when memory plays an old tune on the heart! ~Eliza Cook 1818-1889 British Poet