Voices on the Wind Voices on Relaxation
You, Somewhere by Susan Stevens Feeling the distance between us heady, keeping you dreamily spiritual, I find our dialogue visionary, simply preposterous, turning my senses over and over in mad eros. What finally happens to the life of the mind? Surely it is, like you, somewhere. Here I go, tripping again in this faraway chaste discourse, wrangling with disbelief so palpable that I think the you of us is someone else. And somewhere, you with your usual ease in learning the ropes are again a quick studyŚ seeing it my way for perhaps the first time, feeling the distance.