I do love this CHANGE OF SEASONS In June, my ear against an oak, You asked what I was doing. "Listening to the sap rise," I said. You laughed. I laughed We both laughed through that whole leaf dancing summer. In September, I touched you and you looked away. I heard the leaves die. --------- Mike Geary (trans.Mike Geary) --- On Mon, 15/11/10, Mike Geary <jejunejesuit.geary2@xxxxxxxxx> wrote: From: Mike Geary <jejunejesuit.geary2@xxxxxxxxx> Subject: [lit-ideas] THREE FOR THEE To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx Date: Monday, 15 November, 2010, 0:04 CHANGE OF SEASONS In June, my ear against an oak, You asked what I was doing. "Listening to the sap rise," I said. You laughed. I laughed We both laughed through that whole leaf dancing summer. In September, I touched you and you looked away. I heard the leaves die. --------- Mike Geary (trans.Mike Geary)