June 2012
6 posts
Don't ask me
‘DON’T ASK ME…’
Don’t ask me;
I have no recipe
for a poem. You
know the language,
know where prose ends
and poetry begins.
There should be no
introit into a poem.
The listener should come
to and realise
verse has been going on
for some time. Let
there be no coughing,
no sighing. Poetry
is a spell woven
by consonants and vowels
in the absence of logic.
Ask no rhyme
of a...
You know what's kind of beautiful?
wolfxanatosryu:
timorleste:
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
Cousin
Tu me manqués cousin. Tu me manques.
