The House (Marin Sorescu Poems)
I want to build myself a houseAs far away as possibleFrom all the thingsI know.As far away as possible from ...
I want to build myself a houseAs far away as possibleFrom all the thingsI know.As far away as possible from ...
Maybe in this I am mistaken?It's true I'm young, perhaps naive,With people's ways not well acquainted...But I sincerely do believeThat ...
The dormouse was an ice-floe of the mammoth era.The wind turned leaves in the washed linen.They heard the sun approach ...
Go find yourself naive women friendsWho haven't checked miracles by number.I know that Venus was produced by hand,I'm a craftsman, ...
Naive you areif you believelife favours thosewho aren't naive. (Piet Hein)
This trumpeter of nothingness, employedTo keep our reason dull and null and void.This man of wind and froth and flux ...
On an evening, for example, when the naive tourist has retired from our economic horrors, a master's hand awakens the ...
The block of flats loomed towerlike.Two sweating athletes, human telpher,Were carrying up narrow stairs,As though a bell onto a belfry,As ...
Because finally the personal is all that matters, we spend years describing stones, chairs, abandoned farmhouses- until we're ready. Always ...
There wasn't room for sympathy, the epicentre moved too rapidly for that and even when we knew the anger of ...
I The roaring of Te Whaiau intake weir intrudes as sleep eludes again to soar across the lake on white-tipped, ...
You awaken this time with a welcoming smile, an experience sublime, not a dream - the boner from Hell has ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
O! Und dann wieder dies Bei-sich-selbst-Sein! Diese Stummheiten! Dies Getriebenwerden! .................................................................................. O! And then to be with -our -very -selves! ...
Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords. I once read something ...
Lovers eminent in love Ever diversities combine; The vocal chords of the cushat-dove, The snake's articulated spine. Such elective elements ...
Your voice, with clear location of June days, Called me outside the window.You were there, Light yet composed, as in ...
This trumpeter of nothingness, employed To keep our reason dull and null and void. This man of wind and froth ...
Shalt Cupid be blamed thou doth dominate Dwelling in days and nights with dignity? With this self as my only ...
Nothing is given which is not taken. Little or nothing is taken which is not freely desired, freely, truly and ...
Did you know that Evian spelled backwards is naive? I myself was unaware of this fact until last Tuesday night ...
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