Obstacles, psychological and social, to the blossoming of reciprocal affection are a grave evil, from which the world has always suffered and still suffers ....
---------------------- So I hang a poem with your name ~ Yer name become a sign to singleness i n my world ~ anywhere we resonate the bark of trees grows.
fuels my sense of what is . what becoming s are between us ~ desires like a magic
as I pat your face cheeks ~ do you resonate with that virtual ?Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges,
street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul.
If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is nonexistent.
And don’t bother concealing your thievery—celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from—it’s where you take them to.”
------------------ So I hold verses between your legs
reach to the river ~ as the sky mouth opens .
as a lip does to a mouth ~ reading
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