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    <author><![CDATA[Francesco Sinibaldi]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[Prudence and the melody.
    
    Arbours coloured
    by a soft September
    breeze delay in
    the sunshine of a 
    beautiful morning, 
    and a loving 
    profile presents,
    in a moment, the 
    taste of a dream.
    
    Francesco Sinibaldi
        
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      <![CDATA[Arbours coloured
    by a soft September
    breeze delay in
    the sunshine of a 
    beautiful morning, 
    and a loving 
    profile presents,
    in a moment, the 
    taste of a dream.
    
    Francesco Sinibaldi
        
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    <pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 13:55:04 -0600</pubDate> 
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      <![CDATA[The inner part.
    
    The inner light
    and the beautiful 
    and tender narrator
    invent a mutable
    moment, when 
    Christmas arrives;
    I see a blackbird
    singing the birth 
    of an ancient era,
    the time of my
    life, the care and
    the reason.
    
    Francesco Sinibaldi
        
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    <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 13:56:08 -0600</pubDate> 
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    <author><![CDATA[Francesco Sinibaldi]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[At the Mercy. 
    
    In the resonant
    cypress situated,
    like a trembling
    leaf, in the breath
    of a novel and
    innocent morning,
    a sparrow alights
    and always, in the
    sun&acirc;&#128;&#153;s redness, a
    delicate flake
    discovers a dream.
        
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    <author><![CDATA[Chris Lawrence]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
       Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun,
    Conspiring with him how to load and bless
        With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
    To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees,
       And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
          To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
       With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
    And still more, later flowers for the bees,
    Until they think warm days will never cease,
           For Summer has o&acirc;&#128;&#153;er-brimmed their clammy cells.
    
    Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
       Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
    Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
       Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
    Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep,
       Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
          Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers;
    And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
       Steady thy laden head across a brook;
       Or by a cider-press, with patient look,
          Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
    
    Where are the songs of Spring?  Ay, where are they?
       Think not of them, thou hast thy music too &acirc;&#128;&#147;
    While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
       And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue:
    Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
       Among the river sallows, borne aloft
          Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
    And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
       Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
       The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
          And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
    
    
    
    
    I am sure it is of little solace, but it is one of my favorites (To Autumn by Keats).
    I hope you are happy at your new home, and I wish you all the best.
        
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    <author><![CDATA[Zach]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[Wendell Barry's work is indeeed wonderful stuff. His thoughts on agriculture, rural society, and the role those two things play in the world are immensely interesting. 
    
    Good call on mentioning him here. That made me happy.
        
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    <author><![CDATA[Bud]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[The Reader is dead. Long live the Reader! But Hark! the Harold sings on blogspot.
        
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    <author><![CDATA[will]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[I'll really miss your mind. Keep up the good work.
        
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    <author><![CDATA[Francesco Sinibaldi]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[Breaths and beautiful sounds.
    
    In the amazing
    song of a little
    blackbird chanting
    alone in a beautiful
    dream I hear
    glimmers of magical
    quietness, the love
    for the dark and
    a tender idea
    recalling the silence.
    
    
    http://www.casafree.com/modules/newbb/viewtopic.php?topic_id=26382&forum=10
        
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    <pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 14:03:20 -0600</pubDate> 
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    <author><![CDATA[John Powers]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[CU HH,
    
    I like the Django interface here at the Reader (it also keeps spam away better than Blogspot).
    
    JBP
        
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    <pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 07:26:12 -0600</pubDate> 
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    <author><![CDATA[so-called "Austin Mayor"]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[HH,
    
    Your change of circumstances really, really, REALLY pisses me off.
    
    See you over at Blogspot.
        
        <br />
        
          Posted by so-called "Austin Mayor"]]>
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    <pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 18:18:10 -0600</pubDate> 
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    <author><![CDATA[Sarah Henderson]]></author>
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      <![CDATA[I'll miss your Chicago Reader blog, Harold, with all the cool links and interesting ideas.
    And I'll continue to read you at blogspot!
        
        <br />
        
          Posted by Sarah Henderson]]>
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    <pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 12:13:49 -0600</pubDate> 
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