And what would it capture, this collective poem of ours, where, perhaps,
instead of the helix'ed ideas so complex, unique, intertwined, we make a
titration of the essence, like...Compassion, let's say? Yeah, yeah, it's
off the edge, it's "romantic," it hasn't the harder symmetry we're looking
for in applicable answers to complexity problems of learning and groups.
Don't we have to leave the agora for a breath of country air now and
Ah, but there is a kind of poetics in your contributions, dear LO'ers.
Here's what a Friend of ours said about 800 years ago:
My poems resemble the bread of Egypt -- one night
passes over it, and you can't eat it any more.
So gobble them down now, while they're still fresh,
before the dust of the world settles on them.
Where a poem belongs is here, in the warmth of the chest;
out in the world it dies of cold.
You've seen a fish -- put him on dry land,
he quivers for a few minutes, and then is still.
And even if you eat my poems while they're still fresh,
you still have to bring forward many images yourself.
Actually, friend, what you're eating is your own imagination.
these are not just a bunch of old proverbs.
Best regards from snowbound New Hampshire,
> How about a saying by Confucius, " Education begins with poetry, is
> strengthened through proprer conduct and consummated through music."
> All persons with systems of profound knowledge can appreciate it, enjoy it.
> Hanching Chung http://www.deming.com.tw
> Sajeela M ramsey wrote
>> MMMMMMNNNN! Brilliant Ray! I must think on this for a while. early spring
>> snow storm melting off quickly, Sajeela --
Barry Mallis <firstname.lastname@example.org>
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