Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.63.0606130410150.29826@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>,
"WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" <WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA>
Subject: The Hunt
Date: Tue, 13 Jun 2006 04:10:29 -0400 (EDT)
The Hunt I was present at hunt's origin, The swinging of the rope, the wild calls; Time and again, I was a messenger, But no one would believe me. Now, here, Is the proof of the children in the wilderness. And here, now, the birds crying over the dead. I have been ceded the golden transmission, And have made play to give this gift to you; Receive it in good grace, and recompense Of the dark world's suffering shall be Your understanding in no other worlds to come. http://www.asondheim.org/hunt.mp4