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Author:
Kate
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Date Posted: 17:33:32 04/24/02 Wed
Well, Cassandra, at the risk of blowing your gracious invitation, here's yesterday am's best thought, a poem for my friend, Wardlaw
What It Is, Wardlaw
What It IS, you don't know--
you say. I know that
you don't know what it is that
your face says in light,
what it is your voice says
in song, what it is that
You ARE, what
it is that "I don't
KNOW what I, or you,
or anything or anyONE IS."
What That is.
And that's the Truth:
how you tell it.
(Sometimes Paradox gets to seeming like the most outrageous double-entendre, an exruciating-- and even tasteless-- JOKE.) Maybe it's just me, and I'm a twisted sister.
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