<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/asign"><title>Signs in Poem - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/</link><description>Poetry for others' enjoyment</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/585639" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/585556" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/585517" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/585639"><title>Of Life</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/585639</link><description>Of Life too soon the autumn falls to dust too soon the lilacs flee too soon the emeralds lay to rust in cheap antiquity</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/585556"><title>The Affair</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/585556</link><description>The Affair He moves through me Our souls entwined My breath so faint it falls On angels' wings The splendor of Forbidden love Exults - Yet in the mist Of heaven’s dew My heart, it cries in vain As I return to mortal dust And he Back home Again</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/585517"><title>The Willow Tree</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/asign/585517</link><description>The Willow Tree Won’t you now come sit with me Beneath the weeping willow tree? All alone there you and I To glimpse the canvassed sky. With boundless strands of lovely locks, Tied between them bows and knots- Where tufts of caterpillars dine Beneath the willow tree. Where butterflies without...</description></item></rdf:RDF>