Well I liked the poem Mike and I am going to hear Yrjo speak in Birmingham
(England) on Saturday so perhaps I'll run it by him!
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> From: Mike Cole <mcole@weber.ucsd.edu>
> To: xmca@weber.ucsd.edu
> Subject: object of activity
> Date: 21 May 2000 01:03
>
>
> I encountered the following brief poem by Wallace Stevens. It reminded
> me a lot of the way Yrjo talks about the motives/objects of activity.
> And even if it doesn't do the same for you, maybe it will do something
> else nice.
> mike
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>
> Of Mere Being
>
> The palm at the end of the mind,
> Beyond the last thought, rise
> In the bronze distance,
>
> A gold-feathered bird
> Sings in the palm, without human meaning,
> Without human feeling, a foreign song.
>
> You know then that it is not the reason
> That makes us happy or unhappy.
> The bird sings. Its feathers shine.
>
> The palm stands on the edge of space.
> The wind moves slowly in the branches.
> The bird's fire-fangled feathers dangle down.
>
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