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To: J. Stone who wrote (1453)	4/2/1998 3:44:00 AM
From: LTK007	Respond to of 2095

Nice,JS,my perfect beach I found once,and know I will never find it again.It was Cinnamon Bay on the island of St.John,V.I.,in 1966,the perfect day,and with my first wife--before life got tougher and far more complex.Before sweet epiphany became nightmare.Keep this thread going.max90

To: J. Stone who wrote (1453)	4/2/1998 7:59:00 PM
From: Stitch	Respond to of 2095

JS, I enjoyed "Our beach" as much as any poem in a very long time. I live in Malaysia and travel the region. My teeth have chattered in Beijing. I have sat on white beaches, and on fishing boat decks in the So. China Sea, late at night, awaiting the leap of a great fish into my lap. I have had the sultry liquid days, punctuated by grilled fish dinners and tropical fruits. I have dived Tioman and haggled with street vendors in Penang. I have marveled at the snake charmers and Chinese opera singers of Taiwan. I have secretly desired from afar the graceful ladies of Thailand and scalded my tongue on their food. I have sensed the reverance in smoky Bhuddist temples and caught the rhythm in a Taipusam processional. God I love this place and I love your poem for the mingling of it with such strong romantic undercurrents. best, Stitch

To: J. Stone who wrote (1453)	4/2/1998 9:59:00 PM
From: J. Stone	Read Replies (4) \| Respond to of 2095

Hui-qing's Letter Huang Hui-qing, wrote me a letter but I wasn't sure what it said, because I'd forgotten much of my Chinese. So I took Hui-qing's letter (her English name was Nellie) to my girlfriend's parents, who are also Chinese And asked them to translate the letter for me. Yet, surprisingly They said they could not. So I gave Hui-qing's letter, to another friend who had a friend from China. And I asked her, to ask her friend to translate the letter for me. Yet, again She said she could not. So I sent Hui-qing's letter, to a friend in New York And I said as I had said to all the others: I have not heard from this girl, for three years. When I left China I did not say a proper good-bye, and recently I wrote to her, and this is her reply. Soon thereafter My friend returned the letter and this is what it said: We are Hui-qing's parents, and we are sad to say That our only child, our beautiful Hui-qing died soon after you left China. She had gone to Guangzhou Province, to follow her dreams as an actress yet, as you know she had a heart condition. She fell into a coma, and she passed away. Included in the translation, was a poem that Hui-qing's parents had taken, from her diary about me Wondering why I had left, without saying good-bye But wishing me a bright future. Huang Hui-qing, wrote me a letter but I wasn't sure what it said, because I'd forgotten much of my Chinese. ______________ regards, JS