Would you see then
What I see now?
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12 Jan, 2009
f°posted at 22:34 PM
12 Jan, 2009
n°posted at 22:57 PM
I see what you had seen
Because I am free like a bird, fly over the green and white at the same time
My journey has just started
12 Dec, 2008
f°posted at 04:16 AM
Those trees I'll remember,
may the time and life let me keep them somewhere hidden.
To never stop moving beside and under
To never forget.
13 Dec, 2008
n°posted at 07:56 AM
I know those remembering trees
I saw the sky screen where clouds are moving
Dejavu is always happened somewhere
04 Dec, 2008
f°posted at 05:41 AM
(...)
The lateral nights of the plain
lays in ambush to waylay me. I hear the hoofs
of my own hot death, searching me out,
I longed to be something else, a man of
sentiments, books, judgement,
and now will lie in a swamp under the open sky.
And yet, a secret joy inexplicably
exalts me. I've met my destiny,
my final South American destiny.
/Borges, "Conjectural Poem"
The lateral nights of the plain
lays in ambush to waylay me. I hear the hoofs
of my own hot death, searching me out,
I longed to be something else, a man of
sentiments, books, judgement,
and now will lie in a swamp under the open sky.
And yet, a secret joy inexplicably
exalts me. I've met my destiny,
my final South American destiny.
/Borges, "Conjectural Poem"
04 Dec, 2008
n°posted at 22:49 PM
cold morning, a tiny butterfly was stopped by
stay for a while and fly again into the morning light
no more butterfly i can see then
no more psyche i can find out
