Life is a laugh.


Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
they slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe.

Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box,
they tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe.

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there within me lay an invincible summer.

lunedì 2 marzo 2009

Undici.

W. Shakespeare
If then true lovers have been ever cross’d,
it stands as an edict in destiny:
then let us teach our trial patience,
because it is a customary cross,
as due to love as thoughts and dreams and sighs,
wishes and tears, poor fancy’s followers.

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