Tuesday, February 17, 2015
there are no beached whales
there are no beached whales
my mind is empty
the gulls hide
behind rocks
from an inhospitable sea
which still may sweep
their food ashore.
i am pleased to see:
hope is instinct
they know
The mouth of Krishna, Albarran Cabrera
(from a facebook page, but see the link below!)
http://en.albarrancabrera.com/cosmos/
The three oddest words,W.Szymborska
When I pronounce the word Future,
the first syllable already belongs to the past.
When I pronounce the word Silence,
I destroy it.
When I pronounce the word Nothing,
I make something no non-being can hold
the first syllable already belongs to the past.
When I pronounce the word Silence,
I destroy it.
When I pronounce the word Nothing,
I make something no non-being can hold