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	<title>Comments on: Otherwise, and almost otherwise, but not yet</title>
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	<description>If you find yourself here, hello.</description>
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		<title>by: ehj2</title>
		<link>http://mindspinner.net/wordpress/archives/65/otherwise-and-almost-otherwise-but-not-yet/#comment-39</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Oct 2005 01:03:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>there are so many poignant threads 
perfectly intertwined
and reflected
in these flawless paragraphs
we easily envision
the vast tapestry of a rich universe ...

the metaphor that occurs to me
is of another reflection 
the entirety of a carefully tended garden
held with perfect fidelity 
in the lens of a single droplet of water
balanced on the opening leaf
of a fragile rose
at the still point 
of Everything ...

one thread draws me
ineluctably
to a memory i haven't visited enough ...

as a teenager
of napping comfortably 
utterly at home
with some frequency
curled up in a big leather chair
on the empty second floor
of the fort meyer library
(yes, the fort connected to arlington cemetery)
and being awakened
always stunned into awakening
by the five pm cannon
that signaled the opening note 
of Taps ...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>there are so many poignant threads<br />
perfectly intertwined<br />
and reflected<br />
in these flawless paragraphs<br />
we easily envision<br />
the vast tapestry of a rich universe &#8230;</p>
<p>the metaphor that occurs to me<br />
is of another reflection<br />
the entirety of a carefully tended garden<br />
held with perfect fidelity<br />
in the lens of a single droplet of water<br />
balanced on the opening leaf<br />
of a fragile rose<br />
at the still point<br />
of Everything &#8230;</p>
<p>one thread draws me<br />
ineluctably<br />
to a memory i haven&#8217;t visited enough &#8230;</p>
<p>as a teenager<br />
of napping comfortably<br />
utterly at home<br />
with some frequency<br />
curled up in a big leather chair<br />
on the empty second floor<br />
of the fort meyer library<br />
(yes, the fort connected to arlington cemetery)<br />
and being awakened<br />
always stunned into awakening<br />
by the five pm cannon<br />
that signaled the opening note<br />
of Taps &#8230;
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		<title>by: Searchie</title>
		<link>http://mindspinner.net/wordpress/archives/65/otherwise-and-almost-otherwise-but-not-yet/#comment-38</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 22:40:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Thank you for this.  It's lovely and gives me hope that one day I, too, may reach &quot;otherwise.&quot; 

Just beautiful.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for this.  It&#8217;s lovely and gives me hope that one day I, too, may reach &#8220;otherwise.&#8221; </p>
<p>Just beautiful.
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