ziehen fern durch Leib und Fleisch
Wegen endloser Wahrscheinlichkeit
war sein Licht immer wie Schnee
Teekannen schweigen und Waende singen
Stimmen ganz aus Glass
Schiebt er eine Hand hindurch,
so findet er die Ziffer der Zeit
gespannt wie Waesche im Winde wehen
Bloss ein Schuss und alles ist klar
mit offenen Augen wie verblindet
mit geschlossenem Auge: aller Welt.
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The cloud-ribs of his eyes
streak distantly through body and flesh
From endless probability
was his light ever like snow
Teapots are silent and walls sing
Voices entirely of glass
If he pushes his hand through,
he will find the figures of time
taut like laundry tossing in the wind
Just one shot and everything is clear
with eyes opened as though struck blind
with eye shut: all the world.







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Everybody's sense of beauty is different from everybodyelse's..
Thanks for the watch
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Of course it's all luck. -Henri Cartier-Bresson
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all of my issues are serious
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