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Montag, 2. Januar 2012

let me make this perfectly clear


do not think for one minute
it is the poem that matters.

all i have ever cared about
and all you should ever care about
is what happens
when you lift your eyes from this page.
it is not the poem that matters.
you can shove the poem.

what matters is
what is out there in the large dark
and in the long light,
breathing.
 
 
(gwendolyn macewen)