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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: The Golden Hours
Date: Sun, 17 Apr 2016 22:26:53 -0400 (EDT)
The Golden Hours http://www.alansondheim.org/goldenhour1.png http://www.alansondheim.org/goldenhour.mp4 http://www.alansondheim.org/goldenhour2.png The Golden Ours, when Cares just drop away For we shall live among Our Golden Days The Hours, Golden, when Nights are soft and warm For we shall live, within, without a Drop of Harm The Golden Bears, who roar among the Nights And call the Lovelorn among the Northern Lights Then Bearing Gold, returning soon with Stealth To bring us all the Baskets brimmed with Wealth The Golden Bared, so quick, yet so un-lewd So many Tresses almost might seem rude And Bared Doubloons so brilliant like the Sun To give the Great Doubloons to Each and Everyone So shall We swim among the Golden Gates And dance with Sharks and Rays And even charming Skates dict\strut: rank golden season great golden spiders glittering about me - then he should go to the river ganges silently carrying pure golden, who they are and what they really do behind the golden doors of their newly sprung in june o my goldenessays poetry free essays free research (burned out hut) take bnikuko/b. are pure and golden:webr are golden:we (dark) fighting, a woman playing in most mournful manner, golden birds, (though they'd come back for the golden pear) beautiful views . . views golden . . golden horn. . . horn. . . between the the threads, a golden twine connects come with me, we are pure and golden, julu and julu! does we are pure turn julu, we are pure and golden, to you? i have been ceded the golden transmission, it is more to this or any other golden garland of lilies we have around its leaves of golden signs enclose the world. lost in these dark woods, i came across a golden light. it seemed to say, my mineral, take golden mineral shattering, speech appears, the sign of fire, threads its golden the golden-haired maiden, with three drops of blood, christianed the world is encircled by its leaves of golden signs. theresa worked went asylum. this, dates, blanked memories. golden hair. we are golden your horse, your cow, yourself, against my golden hair, my eyes of blue your last_suck destroys my we are golden! your noose we are golden is outside_of my decay _god has told me to write this with her marvelous golden tresses, a beautiful golden shovel with ebony handle, made from the bones <cr> a contestation of the golden apples of the brilliant an expand- golden filled sounds everywhere around likeignore and sometimes it hangs from a thin golden chain from the center of a and to shoot as many images as possible. you'll find that one golden one are pure:we are golden: does we are pure turn bjulu/b, we are b could i are separated by blanked golden kinds melting later appeared blanked golden kind melting later appeared different names writing might bottom of the page. when i go to sleep i dream of golden-letter commands, expanding golden man with ...spine...s, splines seven and eight fighting, a woman playing a ch'in in a most mournful manner, golden birds, from one to the other, the golden droplets swarming among them, the seven genial, golden, golden-tongued, golden-voiced, good, goodly, globe shall fill the sky, with golden rays, and universal peace shall godspeak.s going.p goldenhours.p gone.v grackles.v grafton.p granular.v golden filled sounds everywhere around likeignore space spaces altogether golden garland of lilies we have around each others fair and youthful golden lines.the decorations on the top and sides are stylized fans. the golden ring dividing me from myself golden-tongued, golden-voiced, good, goodly, ges cauterizing golden. i'd love to be money. i don't want to be rich: i want to be honey heaven. heaven. 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