| Monday, October 18, 2004 |
| Spanish Haikú |
The shape of my thought cannot coincide with my thought.
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posted by MORGAR @ 4:37 AM  |
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| Friday, October 15, 2004 |
| Used to be that I was honest |
Used to be
that I was a lemur.
And world did not spur
me anymore.
You said pink I said black.
I say you don’t say
you think I don’t think.
Yours is a flowery dress and this is a grey thought,
a remarkable sweat, brought
—back—
by the diverse cotton of the earth.
Used to be
that I was a lemur.
What I did, I kept looking at random blossoms.
Sounds had widely,
wildly,
embraced autumn.
I kept thinking
I was
inside
this prude petal
you blatantly picked up from the New Yorkish streets
in order to throw it on the forgotten islands.
Used to be
that I was a lemur.
Remember?
It turns now that
I actually was a lemur.
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| posted by MORGAR @ 6:13 AM |
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| Haikú |
I think I
am
reversed to you.
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| posted by MORGAR @ 5:48 AM |
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| About Me |
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Name: MORGAR
Home: India
About Me: Soy periodista y me gusta la poesía. Trabajo en la India.
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