IN the new garden, in all the parts,
In cities now, modern, I wander, Though the second or third result, or still further, primitive yet, Days, places, indifferent--though various, the same, Time, Paradise, the Mannahatta, the prairies, finding me unchanged, Death indifferent--Is it that I lived long since? Was I buried very long ago? For all that, I may now be watching you here, this moment; For the future, with determined will, I seek--the woman of the future, You, born years, centuries after me, I seek. Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |