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+Steven Curtis Lance

Mar 02, 2004, 06:53 AM

Transcendental Sonnet #455:
What the Flying Pig Said

A flying pig up in the sky
Flew low and spoke to me
He hovered like a hummingbird
And spoke eloquently:

Make every word tell every word
The best which it can be
And you will be before you die
A poet of first rank

Of whom your Silke may be proud
And your depressions dank
Which isolate you from the crowd
Will melt away like snow

When comes the spring and may life bring
The peace which you have wanted so

*~ ( + ) ~*

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Silke Lance

Mar 02, 2004, 09:06 AM

QUOTE (+Steven Curtis Lance @ Mar 02, 03:53 PM)

Make every word tell every word
The best which it can be
And you will be before you die
A poet of first rank

Dear Steven,
You ARE a wonderful poet..
...a GREAT poet (My american Heinrich Heine)

...and this Sonnet is EXELLENT!
..ausgezeichnet; vorzÃ¼glich; hervorragend;auÃŸerordentlich!

(I Love you)

+Steven Curtis Lance

Mar 02, 2004, 12:09 PM

"A word in season, how pleasant it is!"

Thanks so much, Mausi!

I just woke up from a nightmare which seemed to go on for hours and hours, and then I came to the computer and saw the connection had been broken, so I had to reconnect; I was delighted then to come to the site and see these most encouraging words from the one whose opinion means most to me, my

Transcendental butterfly
Silke shining in the sky!

I love you, and thank you, with all my heart.

I will try to shake off the ash of nightmare now, strengthened by your love and kindness, and gather myself to face this day.

I will be so happy to talk to you again on the phone tonight

Um Mitternacht.

*Hoffnung und Widerstand!*

*Sweet kisses for Silkchen Mausilein!*

+Steven Curtis Lance

Mar 02, 2004, 12:22 PM

Just in case there is anybody out there who didn't get the joke of this sonnet, are you familiar with the expression "when pigs fly"?

When pigs fly:

I will be "a poet of the first rank" if I "make every word tell"

I "will find the peace which (I) have wanted so."

Lancian humor, what can I say...

AD ASTRA PER ASPERA
("To the stars through difficulty")

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