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SLOW – MO – TION – PIC –TURE |
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Rodica Elena Lupu |
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The air is only a haze,
only a space from which moments have migrated
where from tears have run
up- at the window of solitude - up there,
an Auschwitz of frames falling or climbing
an immense thought built up of bottles
concave
convex,
as you are standing like a granite pigeon
knocking at the blind window reflecting
inner,
outer,
as you are standing like a leaf frightened
by the quicksilver drops of the summer storm
sensations,
feelings.
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A good poetry written. Congratulations and a vote. Have a nice evening. |
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Postat
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Mariana Fulger la data de
2008-05-13 18:45:19 |
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