Hello... One week left in the contest. Send in your dots! Meanwhile, the celebration continues.
CELEBRATION Here are twelve poems written by OS practitioners. Enjoy! Thanks to all who contributed! CONTEST The contest is based on the "convergence" model. Each member of the OSLIST has 5 "virtual sticky dot" votes which you may distribute among the poems as you wish. Please DO NOT REPLY TO OSLIST WITH YOUR VOTES - be SURE that you are emailing only to Jeff Aitken <j...@svn.net> -- try clicking on mailto:j...@svn.net The poems are numbered; you can simply send me the poem number(s) and votes. I will accept votes until 10 pm PDT on Monday, April 30. Thanks to Ralph Copleman, our original poet laureate, for introducing this edition. Aitken originally envisioned deep blue space would open and ripple out rhymes, rhythms and songs for us to wade around in Here are two poems from the outgoing poet laureate, not for the contest. For Harrison A friend took me on this journey The leap is deep but not so wide we always reach the other side As Usual This crucible of gathered beings heats and cracks the silent shell around me. I stand among the shards naked, deeply breathing. __________ 1. assembly. alert... and... ...airborne... agenda anecdotes autonomy agility acceleration abandonment afterwards: aglow aware animated accomplished all agreed: another amazing adventure. aha. 2. An astonishing thing keeps happening: polished practice, endless rehearsals lead to hushed reflection, sudden activity -- and always, the appearance of birds. 3. At once he strode into the circle, grabbed all the paper and glared with triumph. Then smiling sheepishly he replaced it. 4. An Open Space: Essence, Simplicity, Generosity, Inclusion. So... Discover the heart, Do one less thing, Give it away, Welcome the stranger... 5. There once was a fellow named Owen Who claimed he was not really all knowin' He learned how to fire us It spread like a virus Now Open Space is comin' and goin'. 6. anfang am anfang war kein ende. so ward entschieden daß anfang auf anfang folge immerdar vorbei-ist-vorbei bedeutet darum: gib raum neuem anfang beginning at the beginning there was no end eversince they decided beginning forever over-is-over tells us it´s time for a further beginning 7. A seed in the dirt, An empty sky, A flying, crying eye. Words fall through me Like swords through wind; Goodbye. 8. Agenda Unknown Tension between fear and longing broken by one voice in the bare room: first step on the journey, chaos into light. 9. A list, only a list? Of Angels opening space in a community of appreciation that exists in our minds? That's Good! * * ========================================================== osl...@listserv.boisestate.edu ------------------------------ To subscribe, unsubscribe, change your options, view the archives of osl...@listserv.boisestate.edu, Visit: http://listserv.boisestate.edu/archives/oslist.html