Subject: OEM Windows: XP uninstall on 1st computer; Install on 2nd computer

From: "marie karoline" <[email-masked]>
Date: Wed, 14 Feb 2007 18:16:44 +0100

At these masses the snow hides from me.
Covering the land-
V. The Dutch in the Arctic
Not so much of place as of renewed hope,
XVII. Greenland
The bees are buzzing,
Swaying in unison beneath the snow,
This perfection, this absence.
Away from their profundity of surface.
Pallid waste where no radiant fathomers,
Is the moon to grow
Not so much of place as of renewed hope,
From point to point of meaning-open? closed?-
And still my mind goes groping in the mud to bring
Absurdly, my eyes can only see the arc
Only a whiter absence to my mind,
In realms of dingy gloom and deep crevasse
What is there in the depths of these walls
Calling me to you with wild gesturings