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So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
The Profile Zanzibar Age. 39 Gender. Female Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him Location Altadena, CA School. Other » More info. The Weather The World The Link To Zanzibar's Past
This is my page in the beloved art community that my sister got me into: Samarinda Extra points for people who know what Samarinda is. The Phases of the Moon Module CURRENT MOON Writings
Poetry The Tree and the Telephone Pole The Spider I Do Not Know Their Names The Mouse Blindness La Plante The Moon Today I am Young A Night Poem Celestial Wandering Siren of the Sea If I Were a Dragon To the Dreamers Leave the Sky The Honor of the Oyster Return From San Diego War My Study Defeat A Late Summer's Night Of Dragons and Men Erebus The Edge of the World The Race Dragon's Spirit The Snake's Terror Spirit Island Metaphysics Metaphysica Transponderae Metaphysics and the Middaymoon Of Adventures in Foreign Lands The Rogue Wave: The Unedited Version Adventures in the PRC Voyage of Discovery Drinking the Blood of Goats Ticket for a Phantom Bus Os peixes nadam o mar Three Villages Far Away The River Weser Children I Should Have Kidnapped, Part I Let's Get You Out of Those Clothes Radishes Three-Piece-Lawsuit If Underwear Could Speak Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
My hero(s) Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee. The Schedule
M: Science and Exploration T: Cook a nice dinner W: PARKOUR! Th: Parties, movies, dinners F: Picnics, the Louvre S: Read books, go for walks, PARKOUR Su: Philosophy, Religion The Reading List
This list starts Summer 2006 A Crocodile on the Sandbank Looking Backwards Wild Swans Exodus 1984 Tales of the Alhambra (in progress) Dark Lord of Derkholm Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? The Lost Years of Merlin Harry Potter a l'ecole des sorciers (in progress) Atlas Shrugged (in progress) Uglies Pretties Specials A Long Way Gone (story of a boy soldier in Sierra Leone- met the author! w00t!) The Eye of the World: Book One of the Wheel of Time From Magma to Tephra (in progress) Lady Chatterley's Lover Harry Potter 7 The No. 1 Lady's Detective Agency Introduction to Planetary Volcanism A Child Called "It" Pompeii Is Multi-Culturalism Bad for Women? Americans in Southeast Asia: Roots of Commitment (in progress) What's So Great About Christianity? Aeolian Geomorphology Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits The City of Ember The People of Sparks Cube Route When I was in Cuba, I was a German Shepard Bound The Golden Compass Clan of the Cave Bear The 9/11 Commission Report (2nd time through, graphic novel format this time, ip) The Incredible Shrinking Man Twilight Eclipse New Moon Breaking Dawn Armageddon's Children The Elves of Cintra The Gypsy Morph Animorphs #23: The Pretender Animorphs #25: The Extreme Animorphs #26: The Attack Crucial Conversations A Journey to the Center of the Earth A Great and Terrible Beauty The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian Dandelion Wine To Sir, With Love London Calling Watership Down The Invisible Alice in Wonderland Through the Looking Glass 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea The Host The Hunger Games Catching Fire Shadows and Strongholds The Jungle Book Beatrice and Virgil Infidel Neuromancer The Help Flip Zion Andrews The Unit Princess Quantum Brain The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated Delirium Memento Nora Robopocalypse The Name of the Wind The Terror Sister Tao Te Ching What Paul Meant Lao Tzu and Taoism Libyan Sands Sand and Sandstones Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew The Science of God Calculating God Great Contemporaries, by Winston Churchill City of Bones Around the World in 80 Days, by Jules Verne Divergent Stranger in a Strange Land The Old Man and the Sea Flowers for Algernon Au Bonheur des Ogres The Martian The Road to Serfdom De La Terre � la Lune (ip) In the Light of What We Know Devil in the White City 2312 The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August Red Mars How to Be a Good Wife A Mote in God's Eye A Gentleman in Russia The Fatal Conceit: The Errors of Socialism Seneca: Letters from a Stoic | The Tree and the Telephone Pole Thursday. 4.19.07 9:52 pm Side by side on roadside knoll Stood leafy tree and telephone pole. The pole need not attend to growth so was keen on observation And after observing many years it struck up a conversation. "Why does man respect a tree when for itself it grows While pole lights his house, his road, and labels where he goes?" The pole elected to rephrase in hope of being better understood: "Are we so different, you and I? We are both composed of wood!" The tree took in the battered pole- it leaned slightly to the side. It sported attachments of every kind and rusty staples marred its hide. "Yes, I suppose, of wood are both made we, But a lifeless pole are you, and I a living tree." "A living tree, indeed, as idle through Winter it sits Doing naught but shedding bark as a twisted pile of sticks Then in Spring, providing homes for many pests A platform for the villain woodpecker's messy nests In Summer arching branches and shady canopy Are still no match for the cool from my electricity! In Fall dropping litter on the street in every rain Clogging every gutter, blocking every drain! What use are you to anyone but as fodder for the ants? And fate can take away the life that in acorn's heart it grants." "O pole, with rectilinear shape, From your metallic yokes your thoughts cannot escape! In winter I take the shape of something lately killed But all who pass only see a promise waiting to be fulfilled. In Spring when up at me the weary passer glances He catches sight of my flowered limbs, iced with second chances. In Summer with my branches clothed and bending low All are lost in rembrance of summer times from long ago And when the city's heart is freezing and storing winter's ire I call my brother trees together and Autumn sets the world on fire." "At the loss of a single life- all life together grieves" Said the tree with softer voice like wind's whisper through its leaves There was a pause, the pole was remembering It still wore no expression but its wires were gently trembling "Ah, but I was once a tree. They cut me down to make this pole- who will grieve for me?" ************************************************ "See these two?" Interjected a country man below. "Hear how they groan in age? I think they both must go." ... It could be understanding or the settling happenstance requires But the pole became fast a friend and there are branches through its wires And so they stood, side by side, enduring erosive creep And their life and death passed by, and neither dared again to speak. ---zzzzaaanzibar 3 Comments. WOW! What a cool poem! Did you write that one?! If so- you should really look into publishing a book! » Rachel (71.237.5.36) on 2007-04-19 11:22:33 That's a really nice poem. 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