“Tell them that you weren't hungry, tell them you followed the pomegranates seeds because hey tasted like blood, like love.”
― The Closed Doors
― The Closed Doors
“И колкото по-неудържим бе в мене стремежът да се махна, толкова по-сляп вътрешен тласък ме блъскаше назад.”
― Пътуване към себе си
― Пътуване към себе си
“И имам вяра, макар и да не съм сигурна в какво вярвам.”
― I Shall Wear Midnight
― I Shall Wear Midnight
“Where the Moment Is”
I forget whether I ever loved you
in the past - when you enter the room
your climate is the mood
of living, the hinge of now,
in time the present tense.
Certainly you are the world
I am not done with
until I dispense with words -
Neutral as nature: something I say
will flash back like light
or shadow: you wait and become
a stranger I've not met
or hated or slept with.
The action begins quickly
word, inflection, reaction fall
into his place the moment is;
sometimes I can pre-determine you,
and taste you
becoming in my mouth,
a blank map to explore
in silence, a thought gone out
of me to make you be or say -
Eventually you back against
a wall and I or we may
suddenly find our mouths screaming
in anger or laughter
without meaning - and wince.
But the damned trouble and after
my existence - in my absence
you expect or mourn without a sound.”
― Beyond Remembering: The Collected Poems of Al Purdy
I forget whether I ever loved you
in the past - when you enter the room
your climate is the mood
of living, the hinge of now,
in time the present tense.
Certainly you are the world
I am not done with
until I dispense with words -
Neutral as nature: something I say
will flash back like light
or shadow: you wait and become
a stranger I've not met
or hated or slept with.
The action begins quickly
word, inflection, reaction fall
into his place the moment is;
sometimes I can pre-determine you,
and taste you
becoming in my mouth,
a blank map to explore
in silence, a thought gone out
of me to make you be or say -
Eventually you back against
a wall and I or we may
suddenly find our mouths screaming
in anger or laughter
without meaning - and wince.
But the damned trouble and after
my existence - in my absence
you expect or mourn without a sound.”
― Beyond Remembering: The Collected Poems of Al Purdy
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