Life is . . . to remember
--written 1927–1938, Sandro Penna
Life is . . . to remember waking up
sad in a train at dawn: to have seen
the light hesitate outside: to have felt
in your broken body the tart
and virgin sorrow of sharp air.
Thank you to Mathias for turning me on.
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Penulis : Unknown on Wednesday, 31 January 2007 | 11:31
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