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Cover Quote: October 1972
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You were gay with your bride But your great gaiety did hide. Your bride renewed your gaiety And you reviewed the foolish satiety. He was grieved at his bride. But his puny grief did chide. His bride relieved his grief And he renewed the silly belief. In the beginning was the blunt air One bough of bone across the cloudy blood One basis of bases across the empty breath The birth forked that abstracted the first brain And burning brain on the blood of ciphers Crosstree and cloud first as they burst. Louis Milic and Computer, 1969 Still midnight, silent, Still waters, still frozen, Battle dusk and far. The savage, savage Scarecrow, down in silent dusk, Frozen, well frozen. Distance, I listen: Far weird savage frozen spring, Old song, echo still. Glittering midnight: Our hollow well, glittering, Silent, savage, weird.
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John Morris and Computer, 1967
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