"…Attribuez à mon souffle trop court ce qui dans mon propos restera obscur ou froid. Mais retenez la comparaison – elle définit le Livre en tant que Livre c’est-à-dire en tant qu’inspiration…" (E. Lévinas)
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Bittersweet
This area in the heart of the question is being restored for migratory birds. People should amaze at stones within discoveries. Yet they only perform motions on the eastern flank of the mountains. They burn n-square miles of anxiety to attract the rarest species of raptors and butterflies.
Could it be otherwise? Why not see for yourself? Why not come and intersect and see for yourself? The pregnancy could be the route followed by verbs and pronouns on an expedition to found the notion of a Creator - home for seasonal shadows and harmonies.
Am I the One? that One who. at last will perspire like an angel. before. a multitude of journeys. veiling cacti. underneath. Mine & Thine. empty kingdom of eros and psyche. eros versus psyche. under fire. drawing islands with red ink and red flutes. needling the chest. Mine & Thine. open and close. grasp and climb. expand and contract. bittersweet. silence-by-silence. word-by-word. along the habitats where we together could not be otherwise. bittersweet.
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