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Friday, 27th January 2012

am citit poezia asta undeva într-o primăvară dată-n pârg, acum aproape un an. m-a pocnit în moalele capului; împrejurarea, simplitatea, concizia (dar “concizie” e-un cuvânt ascuţit în context). walt whitman nu-i neapărat printre preferaţii mei, dar.. dar.

ş-apoi, mai e un lucru. “abstract” întotdeauna m-a dus cu gândul la “absalom, absalom!”, deşi n-am citit niciodată cartea.

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când tragi ultimul fum din ţigară şi filtrul ţi se-ncinge-ntre degete. când stai cu spatele lipit de-un perete şi zidul ţi-e apă de mare.

Sometimes with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse unreturn’d love;
But now I think there’s no unreturn’d love – the pay is certain, one way or another;
(I loved a certain person ardently, and my love was not return’d;
Yet out of that, I have written these songs.)

Walt Whitman – Sometimes with one I love

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6 Comments
  1. Magda permalink
    Friday, 27th January 2012 12:57 AM

    He’s right! The pay is certain. 🙂

  2. Friday, 27th January 2012 1:01 AM

    ..one way or another.

  3. Saturday, 28th January 2012 9:14 AM

    Poor guy was just lickin’ his wounds. He does write nicely, though. 🙂

  4. Tuesday, 7th February 2012 6:39 AM

    te-a pocnit , zici ? 🙂

  5. Friday, 17th February 2012 5:03 PM

    grav de tot.

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