Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.00.1007020243460.20613@panix1.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: alpsong
Date: Fri, 2 Jul 2010 02:45:54 -0400 (EDT)
alpsong where maud, foofwa, azure, and alan performed, above the aletsch and now vanquished and evanescent memories we offered our soul to the glaciers we offered our hearts to beautiful performing and the sky stayed clear and day turned to day and not evening and the snow and ice did not deceive us, nor did the sun, nor clouds it was always as it had always been, but we above played our song and dance, our lives, to the permanence of the alps happiness and torment were ours forever, tears and smiles as if this could never last, this small outcrop above the glacier, these people at the edge, after so many tears, so much laughter ah, what would we have given to return to the origin of snow and ice and their centuries-long moving, and the exaltation of the sky http://www.alansondheim.org/alpsong.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/alpsong.mp4 soon my eyes shall close, and worlds will disappear and our alpsong, sadly vanquished, lost in the wake of memory it's true one can never return home again after long and painful absence and it's true one can never return, even to this noon, of a day of sadness, of a day of dance and song
