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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

4. it was over a bridge that crow learned how to teach

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the path stretched in front of the traveler
the sky above his head
trees all around him
and the bridge underneath his feet

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5 comments:

  1. Peter GreeneNovember 30, 2010 at 10:56 PM

    ...cool...

    has he still got the bag of not holding seeds?

    Sort of makes me think of the White Knight

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  2. Peter GreeneNovember 30, 2010 at 10:59 PM

    did I mention i'm really enjoying crow so far? they are excellent small poems

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  3. human beingNovember 30, 2010 at 11:52 PM

    ah... without that bag nobody can become a real teacher...
    most of the teachers are preachers... real teachers are underneath our feet, you know... :)

    helping others is helping me, this can be the motto of a white knight, eh? or you had a specific character in mind?

    and crow is overjoyed you liked her poem/stories... thanks a lot for reading and leaving encouraging comments!

    namaste!

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  4. Peter GreeneDecember 1, 2010 at 6:08 PM

    I was thinking of the white knight in Lewis Carroll's Through the looking Glass - he had a box at the back of his saddle for keeping things in - Here!


    darn this busted left shift key - all my keyboards go like this

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  5. human beingDecember 2, 2010 at 1:57 AM

    interesting! i'm off to read about it on the link... thanks a lot!

    and
    keyboards get bored too...
    :D

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