<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><!-- generator="wordpress/1.5.2" -->
<rss version="2.0" 
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/">
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: Donald Justice&#8217;s &#8220;Poem to be Read at 3 A.M.&#8221;</title>
	<link>http://themillennialpedestrian.com/2007/05/25/donald-justices-poem-to-be-read-at-3-am/</link>
	<description>Poems about walking around in Central Park ... and other places.</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2010 18:46:27 +0000</pubDate>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.2</generator>

	<item>
 		<title>Comment on Donald Justice&#8217;s &#8220;Poem to be Read at 3 A.M.&#8221; by: Seth Hoyt</title>
		<link>http://themillennialpedestrian.com/2007/05/25/donald-justices-poem-to-be-read-at-3-am/#comment-1938</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 21:31:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://themillennialpedestrian.com/2007/05/25/donald-justices-poem-to-be-read-at-3-am/#comment-1938</guid>
					<description>J - HoytSE here in the Wayzata Public Library. Good afternoon to you and Holly, and all of Providence for that matter. 

Talked this morning with Flea, and he sounded good. Genuinely good. And as much as he appreciated the call from me, I am even more grateful  than he that I picked up the phone. I told him we loved him, and cared about how he was doing, and that's why we stay in touch.

I alos sugegsted that he hike his buns up to providence for a home cooked Schenck emal, and a visit with Preston, Dr. ted and J. leo.

Miller is a brave man.  I am in no hurry to go through an illness like he has. Indeed, I'm scared shitless and can barely talk about my fears.  I know at some level it's only a matter of time before I get something,  or you do, or Preston,.Sam or Holly, et al. I am a big chicken, and I'll own that.  

Maybe the next poem you post on M.P.  can address the mortality that some of us, at any rate, are having a hard time facing. Don't write anything dreary or uncomfortable, mind you -- but be business like re: acceptance, and comforting, uplifting, inspirational.

A Schenck poetic call to action -- to live every day with great love and joy and appreciation for the many blessings each of us can count if he looks for them.

Thanks, pal, and happy Vets Day. xoxo HSE</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>J - HoytSE here in the Wayzata Public Library. Good afternoon to you and Holly, and all of Providence for that matter. </p>
	<p>Talked this morning with Flea, and he sounded good. Genuinely good. And as much as he appreciated the call from me, I am even more grateful  than he that I picked up the phone. I told him we loved him, and cared about how he was doing, and that&#8217;s why we stay in touch.</p>
	<p>I alos sugegsted that he hike his buns up to providence for a home cooked Schenck emal, and a visit with Preston, Dr. ted and J. leo.</p>
	<p>Miller is a brave man.  I am in no hurry to go through an illness like he has. Indeed, I&#8217;m scared shitless and can barely talk about my fears.  I know at some level it&#8217;s only a matter of time before I get something,  or you do, or Preston,.Sam or Holly, et al. I am a big chicken, and I&#8217;ll own that.  </p>
	<p>Maybe the next poem you post on M.P.  can address the mortality that some of us, at any rate, are having a hard time facing. Don&#8217;t write anything dreary or uncomfortable, mind you &#8212; but be business like re: acceptance, and comforting, uplifting, inspirational.</p>
	<p>A Schenck poetic call to action &#8212; to live every day with great love and joy and appreciation for the many blessings each of us can count if he looks for them.</p>
	<p>Thanks, pal, and happy Vets Day. xoxo HSE
</p>
]]></content:encoded>
				</item>
</channel>
</rss>
