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In a message dated 8/17/01 3:08:39 PM !!!First Boot!!!, [log in to unmask] writes:
> What do you mean by "not expectational." Were I to take on Steve's
> challenge to proffer a definition of art (and I won't), I'd have to
> mention expectations. So, I'm interested.
>
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Dateline Southern Florida: It was so hot today. 98 degrees with the usual
high humidity; no breeze from the sea; no air from the sky. So, I went to
the mall for a couple of hours today for lunch and bought some cool clothes.
When I first became interested in the modernist poets, I heard Marianne Moore
spoken of her terms of greatness. And that she wrote about baseball. I was
quite enthralled. Nearly two thousand miles from winter, I still hold in my
heart the boys of Fenway. Therefore, I expected the exceptional. To be
honest, I was disappointed and unimpressed. Emily D. and Sylvia Plath leave
her in the dust.
Kate
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<HTML><FONT FACE=arial,helvetica><FONT SIZE=2>In a message dated 8/17/01 3:08:39 PM !!!First Boot!!!, [log in to unmask] writes:
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<BR><BLOCKQUOTE TYPE=CITE style="BORDER-LEFT: #0000ff 2px solid; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px">What do you mean by "not expectational." Were I to take on Steve's
<BR>challenge to proffer a definition of art (and I won't), I'd have to
<BR>mention expectations. So, I'm interested.
<BR>
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<BR>Dateline Southern Florida: It was so hot today. 98 degrees with the usual
<BR>high humidity; no breeze from the sea; no air from the sky. So, I went to
<BR>the mall for a couple of hours today for lunch and bought some cool clothes.
<BR>
<BR>When I first became interested in the modernist poets, I heard Marianne Moore
<BR>spoken of her terms of greatness. And that she wrote about baseball. I was
<BR>quite enthralled. Nearly two thousand miles from winter, I still hold in my
<BR>heart the boys of Fenway. Therefore, I expected the exceptional. To be
<BR>honest, I was disappointed and unimpressed. Emily D. and Sylvia Plath leave
<BR>her in the dust.
<BR>
<BR>Kate</FONT></HTML>
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