Rikochet Posted February 14, 2006 Share Posted February 14, 2006 Sprawling mass of matter; Iridescent tubes, in which sapient thought flows. We zoom to the day [this day] where we can err without fear or agony and laugh upon our mistakes. Speaking nonsense. Faces can lie, and words fly (I can hear/count their flutter: One, two, three.) "I love thee" Notice the useless, archaic expression. ...and a bouquet of roses, a shower of kisses, and the sound of three words, can erase a lifetime of insecurity. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sabrathan Posted February 14, 2006 Share Posted February 14, 2006 Viva la Resistance. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nienna Posted February 14, 2006 Share Posted February 14, 2006 Αναιρείς το 'useless' factor με το υπόλοιπο του ποιήματος. Ό,τι δουλεύει, δεν είναι useless. Αν δουλεύει είναι καλό για αυτόν για τον οποίο δουλεύει, και πάει λέγοντας. Καταλαβαίνω το συναίσθημα πάντως, όπως ήδη ξέρεις. Αυτόν τον καιρό κουραστικά καλά. Αλλά δεν μπορεί, θα 'ξεχάσω' σε λίγο - και για λίγο. (I can hear/count their flutter: One, two, three.) Αυτό το κομματάκι είναι ιδιοφυές. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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