"i'mmmmmm
a hundred miles an hour baby dont slow me down i never
get to my point.."But then as i opened the poetry book i've read another sequence of words like:
Marriage is not
a house or even a tent
it is before that, and colder:
the edgeof the forest, the edge
of the desert
the unpainted stairs
at the back where we squat
outsude, eating popcorn
the edge of the receding glacier
where painfully and with wonder
at having survived even
this far
we are learning to make fire
And i wonder if the same would or could be true for a relationship, and i wonder how
...pride's an interesting thing
a beautiful thing
a necessary thing
a nearly untouchable thing
a dangerous thing
the last straw taken or given
a match
itching for concern...
I sit and wonder in silence, not in peace, no ocean, no sand, no warmth licking my feet sinking into the depth of my life...
I sit here in time
I sit here in peace
I sit here in pain
in the preassure that builds
when two people
cannot meet.
...
s nincs feloldozás. /=there's no dissuolution./
/Poems and fragments quoted in order:
Heather Hermant: The long distance runner
Margaret Atwood: Habitation
Heather Hermant: Pride (a whispered slam poem)
Jennifer Haberman: The Mediterranean - my favourite poem of all/
Wednesday, 23 April 2008
i'mmmm a hundred miles baby dont!!!
I wanted to say something like:
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