How prophetic! I just tried unsuccessfully to email you, and Alice B was mentioned in my message. To express my frequent frustration with mistimed electronic communications and general glitches, I had earlier penned this poetic lament (which recalls Alice's poem, “Christmas comes but once a year”):
Impersonal communications NOT for me!
Not until you hear my voice May you infer my values, my intent.
They are not to be known Through broadcast internet.
I am to you, what I cannot be To anyone else.
For our communication is a whispering of Souls, Unique and quite ephemeral in time.
How prophetic! I just tried unsuccessfully to email you, and Alice B was mentioned in my message. To express my frequent frustration with mistimed electronic communications and general glitches, I had earlier penned this poetic lament (which recalls Alice's poem, “Christmas comes but once a year”):
Impersonal communications NOT for me!
Not until you hear my voice May you infer my values, my intent.
They are not to be known Through broadcast internet.
I am to you, what I cannot be To anyone else.
For our communication is a whispering of Souls, Unique and quite ephemeral in time.
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How prophetic! I just tried unsuccessfully to email you, and Alice B was mentioned in my message. To express my frequent frustration with mistimed electronic communications and general glitches, I had earlier penned this poetic lament (which recalls Alice's poem, “Christmas comes but once a year”):
Impersonal communications NOT for me!
Not until you hear my voice
May you infer my values, my intent.
They are not to be known
Through broadcast internet.
I am to you, what I cannot be
To anyone else.
For our communication is a whispering of Souls,
Unique and quite ephemeral in time.
–Sherry Cox
How prophetic! I just tried unsuccessfully to email you, and Alice B was mentioned in my message. To express my frequent frustration with mistimed electronic communications and general glitches, I had earlier penned this poetic lament (which recalls Alice's poem, “Christmas comes but once a year”):
Impersonal communications NOT for me!
Not until you hear my voice
May you infer my values, my intent.
They are not to be known
Through broadcast internet.
I am to you, what I cannot be
To anyone else.
For our communication is a whispering of Souls,
Unique and quite ephemeral in time.
–Sherry Cox