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Song

by Christof

Member since 2002 · Posted 17 Jul 2007 · 6 comments

The pigeon in the elder tree And the baby in her bed Sing to each other and neither cares Which words are unused, which truths unsaid. She speaks for the joy of speaking, The pigeon nothing less, And we dare despoil their purity With elocuted bitterness.

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[8] Dovina 17-Jul-07/3:25 PM Reply
"elocuted bitterness" is a nice expression, but I balk at believing that anyone would think that under this circumstance. The rest is nice.
[n/a] Christof › Dovina 18-Jul-07/4:12 AM Reply
Well, I thought that, and I'm not a complete freak... What a strange criticism, denying something that's looking you in the face. Are you an anti-Darwinist too?
[8] Dovina › Christof 21-Jul-07/5:11 PM Reply
But indeed you are a freak if you come unglued at a lovely interaction of bird and baby. If you were thinking something else and writing this, I cannot read you unwritten thoughts. I am not anti-Darwinist unless you mean the religion of Darwinism, not the theory.
[n/a] Christof › Dovina 22-Jul-07/2:39 AM Reply
There are no unwritten thoughts here and it's wrong for you to deny that the thought could happen, because it did. Whether or not I have a mutant brain is another question...

Don't take the anti-Darwinist comment amiss. I was only being flippant. I do that too much.
[8] Ranger 18-Jul-07/4:40 PM Reply
Yesterday I officially became a Gradu-ate and the ceremony was splendid apart from a trinity of babies who managed to set up some sort of crying rota well in advance. As soon as one of the little fuckers had bawled its tonsils out another would pick up the chant with added smugness. So I must disagree that any baby speaks merely for the joy of speaking; it is more clearly for the joy of interrupting a solemn and dignified event.
[n/a] Christof › Ranger 19-Jul-07/2:16 AM Reply
Given the performance that I was 'treated' to by my little bundle of joy this morning, I'm inclined to agree...
Congratulations on your graduation, though, there's nothing better than flouncing around in a big robe for the day!