March 22nd, 2004

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Didn't write this--

But I love Elizabeth Bishop, and rediscovered this poem.

CHEMIN DE FER

Alone on the railroad track
I walked with pounding heart.
The ties were too close together
or maybe too far apart.

The scenery was impoverished:
scrub-pine and oak; beyond
its mingled gray-green foliage
I saw the little pond

where the dirty old hermit lives,
lie like an old tear
holding onto its injuries
lucidly year after year.

The hermit shot off his shot-gun
and the tree by his cabin shook.
Over the pond went a ripple
The pet hen went chook-chook.

"Love should be put into action!"
screamed the old hermit.
Across the pond an echo
tried and tried to confirm it.
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Birthday note from my sister--

I wanted to tell you, if your interested, that march 6 is also the lost creek neighborhood garage sale day- its really the mecca of shopping.so if You want to wake up really early and do that or not, i'll be going- or walking out my front door.
-jelli-

-i do not care what you think about my frequent grammarical errors.
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I love my sister, but it must be a pain growing up with a grammar nazi.