Steve

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" colspan=2 height=110 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="042f0f21egerdp.jpg"> <div> <B><IMG SRC="043203c0.jpg" border=0 width="32" height="60" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B><FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#66334C" FACE="Georgia" ><I><B>chrys-sings.com</B></I></FONT><B>      |     </B><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="chryssings.com"><B>ho</B></A><B>me</B></div> <div>                                                   </div> <div> </div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" width=210 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="041f2f02egerdp.jpg"> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=370 width="100%" BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="044f0f03.jpg"> <div> <I><B>Steve</B></I></div> <div> Steve has done all of the recording for Chrys' CDs. By day he's an embedded systems programmer. He also writes (short) poems:</div> <bR> <div> <TABLE BORDER="0" CELLPADDING="2" CELLSPACING="1" WIDTH="1023" BORDERCOLORLIGHT="#C0C0C0" BORDERCOLORDARK="#808080" FRAME="BOX" RULES="ALL" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" > <tR> <tD VALIGN=TOP HEIGHT= 1454 ><NOBR><div> <I><B>BEAUTIFUL MORNING?</B></I></div> <div> <I><B>(Apologies to Rogers and Hammerstein)</B></I></div> <bR> <div> Oh what an ozone full morning</div> <div> Oh what a smog filled new day</div> <div> I've got that phlegmy throat feeling</div> <div> More pollution is coming my way.</div> <bR> <div> There's a dull brownish haze on the meadow</div> <div> There's a dull brownish haze on the meadow</div> <div> The corn is as high as G. Dubya's thigh</div> <div> And it looks like the trees will continue to die</div> <bR> <div> Oh what an ozone full morning</div> <div> Oh what a smog filled new day</div> <div> I've got that phlegmy throat feeling</div> <div> More pollution is coming my way.</div> <bR> <div> There's a new song of joy in the boardroom</div> <div> There's a new song of joy in the boardroom</div> <div> The smokestacks of yore can now belch even more</div> <div> As energy profits continue to soar</div> <bR> <div> Oh what an ozone full morning</div> <div> Oh what a smog filled new day</div> <div> I've got that phlegmy throat feeling</div> <div> More pollution is coming my way.</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I><B>KILLING (RATS)</B></I></div> <bR> <div> Rat killing</div> <div> must be silent.</div> <div> It has no words,</div> <div> no songs or anthems.</div> <div> Drums are definitely out.</div> <div> It is not for the rats</div> <div> this silence</div> <div>                      it is</div> <div> for the killers of rats.</div> <div> The men with traps,</div> <div> with white poisons and handguns</div> <div> know this.  The rat killers</div> <div> know rats </div> <div>                    in cellars</div> <div> and old dark places.  Rats</div> <div> who forget to run</div> <div> from men, rats</div> <div> who forget fear</div> <div> and stare at the guns</div> <div> and into the faces </div> <div>                                  of the rat killers</div> <div> who are silent, who are</div> <div> mute to the last moment</div> <div> when the flash and the roar</div> <div>                                                obliterate</div> <div> everything except</div> <div> the small red eyes</div> <div> of fear.</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <I>Copyright 2003 Steve Alam     </I></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=TOP><NOBR><div> <I><B>BUS TERAGRAM</B></I></div> <div>  </div> <div> Your reflection</div> <div> comes within inches</div> <div> of my face.</div> <div> In the cold</div> <div> flat glass your lips</div> <div> fill with night,</div> <div> your cheeks flush </div> <div> wet as the highway</div> <div> and your eyes</div> <div> strobe yellow and red</div> <div> as cars stream your hair,</div> <div> sucking time into you,</div> <div> through you.</div> <div>  </div> <div> I read your locket </div> <div> name backwards</div> <div> in the glass: TERAGRAM,</div> <div> TERAGRAM carved</div> <div> in a moon gold disk.</div> <div> I will turn from my window,</div> <div> call your name,</div> <div> forward, inches </div> <div> from your face.</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I><B>NOTES FROM THE CORNER</B></I></div> <div>  </div> <div> I am running out of dimes.</div> <div> Someone has thrown a rock to me.</div> <div> No note was attached.</div> <bR> <div> For awhile a line formed.</div> <div> No one smiled when I made faces.</div> <div> They went away.</div> <bR> <div> Three moths, a large fly, and something</div> <div> With nine or ten legs died all over the window.</div> <div> I am running out of dimes.</div> <bR> <div> I turned off the light.</div> <div> The time is Eleven-five, and forty seconds.</div> <div> The weather will not improve.</div> <bR> <div> I have been hiding in this phone booth</div> <div> for five days. I am running out of dimes.</div> <bR> <div> I am running out of nickels.</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I><B>SPLASH</B></I></div> <div>   </div> <div> Running</div> <div> Laughing</div> <div> Into </div> <div> The</div> <div> Sea</div> <div> The</div> <div> Waves </div> <div> Lap</div> <div> Up</div> <div> Your</div> <div> Legs</div> <div> And</div> <div> Your </div> <div> Toetips</div> <div> Itch</div> <div> To</div> <div> Be </div> <div> Starfish...</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=TOP WIDTH="291"><div> <I><B>NOTE FROM THE BATH</B></I></div> <div>  </div> <div> Margaret, by now</div> <div> you must be bald.</div> <div> Your hair is everywhere.</div> <div> I vacuumed twice, but today a black strand turned up</div> <div> in the aspirin bottle.</div> <div> The drain is still stopped up</div> <div> and I'm not sure I care to fix it.</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I><B>DURABLE POWER OF ATTORNEY</B></I></div> <div>  </div> <div> No angels dance</div> <div>    on the plastic head</div> <div>        of this pin,</div> <div> No philosophers</div> <div>      converse</div> <div>         on the simulated</div> <div>              ivory phone,</div> <div> And the wood grained</div> <div>       polymer desktop</div> <div>           grants one tree</div> <div>               eternity.</div> <div> None for me, thank you.</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <I><B>GIRLS ARE JUST THE SAME</B></I></div> <bR> <div> Because boys in treetops</div> <div> laugh at you, because</div> <div> bicycle boys whoop by</div> <div> with whole hills of speed</div> <div> and because larger ones</div> <div> follow you for blocks</div> <div> behind the fence, forgetting</div> <div> on purpose to whisper,</div> <div> do not believe</div> <div> there are none broken</div> <div> beneath the trees,</div> <div> none tangled in spokes</div> <div> just around the corner, none</div> <div> left behind the fence, feet</div> <div> full of rusty nails.</div> <bR> <div> Some learn to be sad</div> <div> faster than others.</div> <div> Some slow down enough</div> <div> to be touched. Some</div> <div> may even survive.</div> <div> Then you must</div> <div> be careful.</div> </tD> </tR> </TABLE></div> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>