tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19155612.post115979675544238481..comments2024-03-20T12:03:15.567-05:00Comments on Arem Arvinson Log: October DreamRalph Murrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02094202815537604157noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19155612.post-1160056100911680112006-10-05T08:48:00.000-05:002006-10-05T08:48:00.000-05:00And thank you, as always,for your good thoughts.Gr...And thank you, as always,<BR/>for your good thoughts.<BR/><BR/>Great to hear from you again.<BR/><BR/>- aremRalph Murrehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02094202815537604157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19155612.post-1159981818312856582006-10-04T12:10:00.000-05:002006-10-04T12:10:00.000-05:00This pinches the heart, especially with that endin...This pinches the heart, especially with that ending. Especially since the poem had begun with a dream of peace, contentment, freedom, equality. And compassion for all, ANYone. Sigh.<BR/><BR/><I>shipping home trinkets and the slain</I><BR/><BR/>That line I will remember from this piece. Thank you for sharing it.S.L. Corsuahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10299376651709536034noreply@blogger.com