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imaginea utilizatorului Trinity

Thank you for listening

one by one
they are pressing the button for more
I nod and
talk to them with my mouth shut
(my mouth is full of popcorn and wisdom)

I tell them to walk through fire with grace
save your words and
bring me an edelweiss - my eyebrow says
show me how you catch a ray
your bullets are buried in the snow above me
stop shooting blue birds
they’re made of plastic and
no thunder can save you

imaginea utilizatorului Sapphire

Silence and mirror

experiment

I have to teach myself not to read too much into everything.
It comes from too long having to read so much into hardly anything at all.*

there’s this silence
that comes rolling under my skin

catch the last fish at dawns

the snow’s season leaking
like a poison above your muttered words

fly the last hawk at dust

imaginea utilizatorului marlena

טיפת צליל

prăbușirea sunetului, la goutte s'arrache à la goutte, la gota se arranca a la gota

טיפה
נתלשת
מטיפה
צליל
נתלש
מצליל
גבוה ומעוגל
אחר כך
סגלגל ומבוהל
מתרפק ברטט איטי
נמוג בהמיה נספגת
מתרסקת
הד חורבן מותיר
טיפת צליל

picătura
se smulge
picăturii

sunetul
se smulge
sunetului
înalt rotund
apoi oval neliniștit
se descompune
într-o lentă vibrație
grav murmur

apoi
se prăbușește
asurzitor

ravagiu sonor
picătura de sunet

imaginea utilizatorului solomon

Poem By The Dictionary

O-n-e:
One shiningdark morning,
I caught you seeking in my armoire.

T-h-i-e-f:
You thief, voleur, I said,
what are you doing here?
I'm looking for a pair of socks,
you said, blushing.
I have to go to the prom,
and I need socks from your closet...
This is not a closet, you fool!
are you blind, or what? ...I said
... Regarde! Smell!
Don't you feel the oak's scent?

imaginea utilizatorului Younger Sister

Alas!

Like water
on a thousand-petalled flower
untouched by sin, above de mud
its head held high
pure and undefiled in the sun
its mist whole world illuminates
with golden blue

right within your heart
the egg of gold
like a brilliant
rising from the bosom of the water
Daughter of the Ocean of Milk
fearless enough to wrest
the secrets of Life and Death

Mother of Compasion

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