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From: lichter@oahu.cs.ucla.edu (Michael I. Lichter)
Subject: my ghost
Organization: UCLA, Computer Science Department
Date: Thu, 19 Nov 92 20:42:20 GMT

		my ghost
		----------------------------------------

		i knew he was there
		because i sneezed

		i never smell him until 
		after that "hello" sneeze

		he haunts me in fits
		sometimes months between

		he answers no questions
		as muscles tense

		invisible as ozone
		inescapable as breath

		the ghost in the machine
		the roach under the fridge

		my phantasmic alergy
		to airborne ectoplasm

				Michael Lichter
				November 18, 1992
From: nikolay@husc10.harvard.edu (Philip Nikolayev)
Newsgroups: rec.arts.poems
Subject: Re: Marking Post #3/abenoit
Date: 18 Nov 92 02:21:19 GMT
Article-I.D.: husc10.NIKOLAY.92Nov17182119
 .edu><1992Nov16.091717.21431@leela.cs.orst.edu> <5805@sumax.seattleu.edu>
Organization: The Kremlin Wall of Harvard
In-reply-to: abenoit@sumax.seattleu.edu's message of 17 Nov 92 03:50:09 GMT

abenoit@sumax.seattleu.edu (CHAVALEH) writes:

> Again, another post to mark another avoidance.  Someone may just as
> well advise Niko that yes, I am going to dog his footsteps until he
> answers.

Dicko, I answered your posting yesterday, which was when it
appeared on my site. Today, I have found thee more postings
from you, all beating about the same wishy-washy bush and 
complaining that I haven't responded. If for some reason you
overlooked my response, I'll send you a copy if you ask nicely
enough. But let me tell you that I respond whom, when and how
I darn please. And you are hardly a star of great magnitude
on my firmament. I haven't found anything you say particularly
enlightening, and therefore, should you decide to dog my 
footsteps, I'll have no qualms about ignoring you altogether.

Philip Nikolayev
nikolay@husc.harvard.edu
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From: moh2@quads.uchicago.edu (Kateri/Mary Anne)
Subject: Jungle to Forest (c&c welcome)
Reply-To: moh2@midway.uchicago.edu
Organization: University of Chicago Computing Organizations
Date: Fri, 20 Nov 1992 21:52:09 GMT

Jungle to Forest

Dancing dust motes glitter,
shafting through stands of pine;
bitter-sweet scent and stickiness as she
brushes against a branch.

Wind-tangled black hair snags
and remains with a gasp of pain,
sacrificial bonding.

Gift now given,
freedom to join the deer.
Running low to the ground,
splashing
throughing unexpected muddy stream.

Stop, and suddenly discard sensible sneakers,
and socks,
digging naked brown toes into rich forest loam, heedless of snakes.

Sinking roots into northeastern soil,
grounding in this new land,
with the tang of the Atlantic tempting in the wind...
so different from tropic heat.

*****

M.A. Mohanraj
-- 
More than any other time in history, mankind faces a crossroads.  One
path leads to despair and utter hopelessness.  The other to total
extinction. Let us pray we have the wisdom to choose correctly.
						 - Woody Allen
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From: hollasch@kpc.com (Steve Hollasch)
Subject: Economy
Organization: Kubota Pacific Computers Inc.
Date: Tue, 17 Nov 1992 23:38:48 GMT

    Economy
    ~~~~~~~


                                                        Steve Hollasch
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From: PROWSE@Meena.CC.URegina.CA (Natalie)
Subject: Re: Another version of "artifacts" / Natalie
Date: Sun, 22 Nov 1992 19:19:27 GMT
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Organization: University of Regina, Regina, Sask., Canada

In <1992Nov22.004301.17681@husc3.harvard.edu> zeleny@husc10.harvard.edu writes:

(poems removed to save bandwidth)

> >			-Natalie (I like verbs :-) / November 21, 1992
> 
> You also like wishful thinking and the pathetic fallacy.
> 
> >-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
> >(prowse@meena.cc.uregina.ca   |	"I wonder if you think about me,
> >		              |	 Once upon a time, in your wildest dreams."
> >			      |					-Moody Blues
> 
> Hi there, Phil.  Give hell to those douchebags for me!
> 
> cordially,
> mikhail zeleny@husc.harvard.edu
> "Le cul des femmes est monotone comme l'esprit des hommes."

Despite your puerile comment, I feel compelled to respond....

What "wishful thinking and pathetic fallacy" are you referring to?  Is it
beyond your capacity to believe that this image and what it represents are an
entirely possible scenario?   I take it that you think there is no way a woman
could gleefully fuck all night, enjoy it and be appreciated by her lover...  Or
that she could end up marrying that lover, have two kids with him, and still be
fucking him gleefully after 12 years....  Nah.  that's just impossible! ;-)

-Natalie
(To Steph:  thanks for the comments on the need for less vulgarity in the
depiction/description of sex. Well said!  Sex is not vulgar. But some of 
the people who practice it certainly are....;-)


-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
(prowse@meena.cc.uregina.ca   |	"I wonder if you think about me,
		              |	 Once upon a time, in your wildest dreams."
			      |					-Moody Blues
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From: ralph@wixer.cactus.org (Ralph Cherubini)
Subject: Poem--Sandplay
Organization: Real/Time Communications
Date: Tue, 17 Nov 92 15:28:21 GMT


                                  Sandplay

                They are playing
                I walk the beach kicking sand
                and they are playing
                not to spite me
                not despite me
                just playing
                they throw great handfuls of sand
                up
                rising
                joining the blue sky
                and they laugh
                and the sand does not return.
-- 
ralph@wixer.cactus.org
cactus.org!wixer!ralph
From: zeleny@husc10.harvard.edu (Michael Zeleny)
Newsgroups: rec.arts.poems
Subject: Re: "students" / Marek, Re: Phil's apprentice
Date: 23 Nov 92 06:07:49 GMT
Article-I.D.: husc3.1992Nov23.010750.17718
Organization: The Phallogocentric Cabal

In article <1992Nov23.043305.11313@news.acns.nwu.edu>
marek@casbah.acns.nwu.edu (Marek Lugowski) writes:

ML:
>marek casbah 18: f zeleny@husc10.harvard.edu
>[husc10.harvard.edu]
>Login name: zeleny                      In real life: Michael Zeleny
>Home phone: (617) 661-8151
>            ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ -- bad move, teach.

Are you going to call me now, sweet buns?

>Directory: /sc9a/student/z/zeleny       Shell: /shells/csh.8.9
>                 ^^^^^^^

Get busy, Agnieszka.  And give my regards to your little _compatriotes_
in the world's second greatest Polish city, -- some of them still
harbor sweet memories of yours truly.

>                               -- Marek

cordially,
mikhail zeleny@husc.harvard.edu
"Le cul des femmes est monotone comme l'esprit des hommes."
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From: bhattach@quip.eecs.umich.edu (sayan bhattacharyya)
Subject: Re: Anglocentricism in rec.arts.poems Re: Urdu Knowledge. Re: Urdu Ignorance (part II)
Organization: University of Michigan EECS Dept., Ann Arbor, MI
Date: Fri, 20 Nov 1992 18:04:10 GMT

In article <steele.722281683@chip.aem.umn.edu> steele@aem.umn.edu (Stephanie Steele) writes:
>
>marie, i don't think it is sayan's or any of the other 'urduers'
>responsibility to come to us and enlighten us regarding their language,
>poetry and or culture. 

> understand that most of the rappers
>that voted against the urdu group did so in the hopes of broadening
>the diversity of rap, but in the end it seems obvious the the 'urduers'
>needed their own 'place' to work 
>
>steph..
>>   


Just to put the record straight, I think I should mention that I too
voted "NO" to the creation of rec.arts.poems.urdu , because of the
same reason, i.e. broadening the diversity of rec.arts.poems. So
I suppose "sayan or any of the other 'urduers' " is not very appropriate.

I don't think it is obvious that urdu-speaking people or simply 
urduphiles needed their own 'place' on USENET. Then we would end up
with little ethnocentric islands , and that runs contrary to the 
spirit of USENET.

-Sayan Bhattacharyya.

-- 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sayan Bhattacharyya          |   Colourless green ideas sleep furiously.
Artificial Intelligence Lab  |
The University of Michigan   |
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From: marek@casbah.acns.nwu.edu (Marek Lugowski)
Subject: In space and time / Halina Poswiatowska / trans: Marek
Organization: Northwestern University, Evanston Illinois.
Date: Wed, 18 Nov 1992 06:45:38 GMT

Halina Poswiatowska's (Marek #31), or (p. 400) of _Wiersze wybrane_, 1989.
 
English draft translation:
 
		"In space and time"
		(p. 400 of _Wiersze wybrane_, 1989)
		-----------------------------------------------------------
		 
		In sunlit dust -- springtime approaching -- on the road
		overtaken by clouds, Walter said:  I love this land.
		From between his parted lips teeth peeked out sharp 
		and tough like a river's stony setting.
		In the air full of birds, which feed their open wings on
		the suffocating stench of garbage dumps, Walter said:
		I never touched another woman, since I married my
		wife.  In the landscape cresting with the warm blood of
		greenery, bowing to the roadway with the flat roofs of
		houses, Walter said:  I have the wild soul of a nomad,
		but a woman's hands tamed me and I grew into the
		earth like a tree.  And I know, that if I were to leave,
		she would remain behind with lips bent from grief,
		with cheek planted in one slender hand.  So I tell my
		path, hey, wait, and I bind my impatient feet with gaze
		that reflects the color of her warm eyes.
		 
			Halina Poswiatowska, Polish, 1960s,
			translated from Polish by
 
			Marek Lugowski
			11 November 1990
			Cincinnati
 
Polish original (c) 1975 Wydawnictwo Literackie, Krakow, Poland:
		"W przestrzeni i czasie"
		(p. 400 of _Wiersze wybrane_, 1989)
		-----------------------------------------------------------
		 
		W slonecznym kurzu -- miala nadejsc wiosna -- na drodze,
		ktora omijaja obloki, powiedzial Walter: kocham ten kraj.
		Spod uchylonych warg wyjrzaly zeby ostre i mocne jak ka-
		mienna oprawa rzeki.
		W powietrzu pelnym ptakow, ktore skrzydla otwarte pasa
		dusznym wyziewem smietnikow, powiedzial Walter: nigdy
		nie dotknalem innej kobiety, odkad poslubilem zone.  W kraj-
		obrazie wezbranym ciepla krwia zieleni, pochylonym ku
		drodze plaskimi dachami domow, powiedzal Walter: mam
		dzika dusze wloczegi, ale oswoily mnie rece kobiety i wro-
		slem w ziemie jak drzewo.  I wiem, ze gdybym odszedl,
		pozostalaby z ustami wygietymi zalem, z policzkiem opartym
		na szczuplej dloni.  Wiec drodze mowie czekaj i nie-
		cierpliwe stopy spojrzeniem wiaze, ktorym odblyska kolor
		jej cieplych oczu.
		 
			Halina Poswiatowska, Polish, 1960s.
	
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From: newbeb@bray1a.its.rpi.edu (Brian Samuel Newberry)
Subject: Perfection
Reply-To: newbeb@rpi.edu
Organization: Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute, Troy, NY.
Date: Sun, 22 Nov 1992 19:33:55 GMT

  Well here's my first posting. I hope many more will follow.


	Perfection

My work is never perfect,
And nor I'd wish it'd be.
For when a piece is heavenly wrought,
In heaven must you be.

		-Brian Newberry
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From: st923535@pip.cc.brandeis.edu (queen shalini)
Subject: weekend home
Reply-To: st923535@pip.cc.brandeis.edu
Organization: Brandeis University
Date: Tue, 17 Nov 1992 18:35:52 GMT

just jotted this down in my math class about an hour ago - very unfinished.


		weekend home

	massage
	i love your hands
	actually wrote me a letter
	"why are we doing this?"
	"... your BOYFRIEND"
		i laughed,
		i didn't hink he heard
	"you two are disgusting"
	he looks 5'8" now
	longer (much) hair
	more gray ("yes, i know")
	"i feel guilty, i'm still
	looking for a girlfriend at school"
	puts his head to my breast
	puts my hand on his heart,
	you've gotten thinner
	my head on your shoulder
	your head in my lap,
	i wanted you when i saw you
	fixed my hair (i have too much of it)
	before i answered the door
	"i probably can't see you today"
	"i'll call you from school"
	thursday's three hour phone call
	" i want to come home"
	"if i say what i mean,
	you'll wish you were here"
	"i can't be anymore miserable than now"
	we were singing les mis in the lounge
	"don't you fret, m'sieur marius..."
	a couple more duets we sang
	phone bill from hell...
	"i love your voice - voice god!"
	"thank you"
	i miss your arms
	"ask the people on your floor if
	they'll sleep with me"
	krisit laughed
	you said "your friend was upset"
	finally, not your "ex-girlfriend"
	do you still want me?
	i miss your jacket
	(the green one)
	affectionately your "ex",
	one of them, anyway...



			


					-shalini
From: nikolay@husc10.harvard.edu (Philip Nikolayev)
Newsgroups: rec.arts.poems
Subject: Re: Phil's apprentice
Date: 23 Nov 92 02:49:36 GMT
Organization: The Kremlin Wall of Harvard
In-reply-to: gt7244c@prism.gatech.EDU's message of 22 Nov 92 22:19:09 GMT

gt7244c@prism.gatech.EDU (John G'alt) writes:

> In article <1992Nov22.004301.17681@husc3.harvard.edu> 
zeleny@husc10.harvard.edu (Michael Zeleny) writes:

MZ
>>You also like wishful thinking and the pathetic fallacy.

JG
>    And you like pathetic thinking and fallacy in all cases,
> including
> phallacy.  Stop being a dick and get your own life.

MZ
>>Hi there, Phil.  Give hell to those douchebags for me!

JG
>    I doubt Phil cares for an apprentice, much less your need of any
> douchebags he picks up.  Stop being a pussy and get a life of your
> very own.

>             "Oh, I didn't realize that you wrote poetry...  I didn't
> realize you wrote such bloody awful poetry."  -the Smiths, "Frankly,
> Mr. Shankly"

> John G'alt
> reason or treason
> lash for lash
> -- 
> John Greenawalt, gt7244c@prism.gatech.edu whooptydoo yes I'm a number
> I am the difference between  |  "I didn't realize that you wrote poetry;
>       A poet at heart        |   I didn't realize you wrote such
>   And a poet at genitals.    |      bloody awful poetry."      -M

For anyone who cares: far from being my disciple, Michael Zeleny
is certainly my teacher and friend, and one of the most outstanding
scholars of our day. The reason that you folks don't know this is
that you don't read the real intellectual's newsgroups:
rec.arts.books, sci.philosophy.meta and .tech, sci.logic,
sci.math and talk.philosophy.misc.

Philip Nikolayev
nikolay@husc.harvard.edu
Newsgroups: rec.arts.poems
From: marek@casbah.acns.nwu.edu (Marek Lugowski)
Subject: Re: Harvard boys / Marek, Re: Another version of "artifacts" / Natalie
Organization: Northwestern University, Evanston Illinois.
Date: Mon, 23 Nov 1992 02:30:34 GMT

In article <NIKOLAY.92Nov22193203@husc10.harvard.edu>
nikolay@husc10.harvard.edu (Philip Nikolayev) shows us his hand:

>Spoken like a true connoisseur, Marcuso, but with the same
>indelible old wishful thinking inscribed in letters of gold
>on your vicarious ass.

I'm not a vicar, not even a decon.  Incidentally, you objected to "Niko",
you memoryless hypocrite, but "Marcuso" is okay for you to use. I predict
that you are fast becoming the favorite punchbag of rap.  Not quite a
douchebag like the rest of us, but, hey, the mantle of attainment takes
climbing, and you are only at Harvard...  But maybe the dice will favor you
and you will get to Central Square in no time...

>Tormented by race memory, Marek, and erstwhile flunked exams?

Race memory?  Flunked exams?  What are you trying to do, I am intrigued --
do your best to provoke a food fight?  Try "you sleep with your gramma and
you have lice like Russian tanks."  Worked in 4th grade.

>Venting unremarkable murky frustrations, Marcia?

I like Agnieszka better, if I'm to have a girl name, but Marcia is nice,
too.  Thank you, Philip.  I always aspired to become an Honorary Woman.
It's too bad the recognition comes from a piece of dead human personality.

>Try marcumba, they say it's even more vibrant.

I'm sorry, my education does not include "marcumba".  I am substituting
Vienese cheesecake made with homemade farmer's cheese, bittersweet
coffee cream and hard bitter chocolate glaze.  My mom makes it and Marie's
having some right now.  I'd offer some but you're not a girl I like.

>> 		  "Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
>> when I said I'd like to smash every tooth   		 in
>> your head"
>
>> 				-- The Smiths, _The Queen Is Dead_
>
>Mock on, mock on, my memberless merry moron.

I refuse to mock on, mock on your memberless merry moron.  Not for free
anyway.  I think these services are provided by certain illicit businesses
in Sommerville though.  I'd not pay more than $20 for one mock.  And be sure
to wear a whole roll of Saran wrap, like a sari.  You never know.

>Philip Nikolayev
 c/o Massachusetts State Hosptial
 Waltham, Massachusetts
>nikolay@husc.harvard.edu

				-- Marek


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From: moh2@quads.uchicago.edu (Kateri/Mary Anne)
Subject: American Dream (c&c would be much appreciated on this one)
Reply-To: moh2@midway.uchicago.edu
Organization: University of Chicago Computing Organizations
Date: Wed, 18 Nov 1992 21:15:52 GMT

The American Dream

United we stand, divided we fall (simple concept)
	Yet a two-party system, and special interests abound.
One nation, under God (and dream becomes nightmare)
	Which God?  and why?
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing (idea, ideal)
	In a big, black, gospel voice.
We, the people (perhaps solely invention)
	White, black, brown, yellow, red.
Will not discriminate on the basis of
race, color, creed, sex, sexual orientation (fantasy)
	Corporate glass ceilings, pagans, queers in the army,
	wouldn't want my daughter to marry one...

"the city of man serves not only the needs of the body and the demands
of commerce but the desire for beauty and the hunger for community.."
			 - Lyndon Johnson

		Mirage..straining towards an ideal of
  	   beauty, community, cooperation and competition.

Chimera - a fabled beast that would suffocate us beneath its weight,
and the true perfection lies in the struggle, jostling and colliding.

			tradition versus decadence
		      rights versus responsibilities
			 my values versus yours

Behavior within this endeavor, democratic experiment, defines who we are.

		Constantly redefining the American dream.

*****

M.A. Mohanraj
November 18, 1992


-- 
More than any other time in history, mankind faces a crossroads.  One
path leads to despair and utter hopelessness.  The other to total
extinction. Let us pray we have the wisdom to choose correctly.
						 - Woody Allen
From: melynda@titipu.resun.com (Melynda Reid)
Newsgroups: rec.arts.poems
Subject: Re: Anglocentricism in rec.arts.poems 
Date: Thu, 19 Nov 92 22:01:53 EST(-0500)
Organization: Paleolithic Refugia
Reply-To: melynda@titipu.resun.com (Melynda Reid)
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In article <1992Nov19.175925.14938@zip.eecs.umich.edu> (rec.arts.poems), bhattach@quip.eecs.umich.edu (sayan bhattacharyya) writes:

> On a related note, I am disappointed to find that rec.arts.poems
> is so Anglocentric and so Eurocentric. Poetry of non-Western
> cultures, particularly those of the Third world, is rarely 
> discussed here. 
> -Sayan Bhattacharyya

rec.arts.poems accepts all poetry. if there is a paucity of urdu and other
languages it is an artefact of access to the newsgroups. the character of
electronic information sharing does discriminate against many forms of written
language. if the net is to grow to be truly multi-lingual then it will require
people who know other cultures and other languages to post to the net. plus we
all need to ask that standard ways be developed to transmit non-roman
alphabets and ideographic language structures .

please share poetry you know or write here in whatever language you can post
within the limitations of the current electronic format. if you wish to include
english you may. but english is not a required language on rap just a common
language. your contributions are always welcome in rap.
                       melynda claire reid

melynda reid   who wears hats but does not type caps
  eel:   melynda@titipu.resun.com  or  nosc.mil!titipu.resun.com!melynda
  snail: p o box 378 greensboro, florida 32330
From: wprovinc@polyslo.csc.calpoly.edu (drunken_philosopher)
Newsgroups: rec.arts.poems
Subject: Re: Urdu Ignorance (part II)
Date: 18 Nov 92 09:08:41 GMT
Organization: Bleeding Heart Liberals Association (and proud of it!!)

In article <24217@alice.att.com> rhh@alice.att.com (r hardin) writes:
>
>
>wprovinc@polyslo.csc.calpoly.edu writes:
>>>The business of the poet is Truth, not understanding.
>
>>   I find this difficult to swallow.  Before you can speak about
>>"Truth", you must have an understanding of what the Truth is.  To
>>make life more difficult, there is no guarantee that the world 
>>can ever be completely intelligible to us.  It might be better
>>therefore, to start with understanding, and only then worry about
>>truth with a capitol T.
>
>How coarse and ignoble are those who confine themselves to the
>pleasures of eating and drinking!
>

    What?

  -- bill
-- 
(wprovinc@athena.calpoly.edu, wprovinc@polyslo.csc.calpoly.edu)
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From: sara@gator.rn.com (Sara Gordon)
Subject: Re: quote question
Organization: The Gator Conferencing System 219-289-3745 
Date: Tue, 24 Nov 1992 02:51:25 GMT

sharon@netlabs.com (Sharon Hopkins) writes:

>(Apologies if this is a duplicate post:  it looks like our news
> hasn't been getting out, so I am reposting...)

>Can anyone point me to the source for the "better to have loved and lost
>than never to have loved at all" quote?  I'm sure it's in Bartlett's or
>equivalent, but I haven't any references handy.  Any help would be
>appreciated.

i don't know who said it, but they are liars. 

orange, liars all.

-- 
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