Friday, November 18, 2011

 

" If only we could speak to one another then
when our hearts are half-open flowers.
Words like golden bees
would drift in.
- God, teach me the language of sleep."

                         - When They Sleep
                                    Rolf Jacobsen


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2 comments:

  1. Lené GaryNovember 19, 2011 at 9:58 PM

    The shadows... and the words. Wow!

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  2. GuyNovember 20, 2011 at 4:27 PM

    Hi Lené

    Thanks, this poem by Rolf Jacobsen is very powerful. He is a very good poet.

    Regards
    Guy

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