Oh, well...

Since I'm in the spirit of blogging already (it's so easy to get addicted to this!) here's something I really liked from the anthology of poetry I was talking of earlier this week. It's called Turn, and has been written by Andree Chedid (I can't place the accents here). Go!

Build cities
for time and time's seed
for the heart and for the eye
for age and for the infant

Tear open the husk -- then!

Suspend yourself
upon borderless winds

Succumb to every sea, retrieve life
from every shore

Scale that dune whose only offspring
is silence

Then again
return to those cities
where events await you.

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I so want to do that!