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18/09/2011 04:58

Sur le blog Amy Nelson

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inspiration,

O You,Who came upon me onceStretched under apple-trees just after bathing,Why did you not strangle me before speakingRather than fill me with the wild white honey of your wordsAnd then leave me to the mercyOf the forest bees.—Amy Lowell (1920)Those who don’t feel this Lovepulling them like a river,those who don’t drink dawnlike a cup of spring wateror take in sunset like supper,those who don’t want to change, let them sleep.—RumiI want to beloved likea sunbeamthat isit comesacross the roomor the oceanyou know theway I driveI want to liftyour fearlike a bonnetand kissyour livingface. Herethis is mine. Don’tmisunderstandme.—Eileen MylesThe difficulty to think...

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