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Montag, 16. März 2015


Sag weiter
was dich antreibt
von Tag zu Tag
erzähl von den Flügeln
die dir wuchsen bei Nacht

(A.Schnitt)



Most of the warriors I knew
Have settled down to gardening, and the morning Times,
 Tired of stalking ghosts
 and the melody of secret rhythms
  above the sound of traffic
  and other monotonous voices,
 Finally content to stare and wonder.

Most of the warriors I knew
Have unsaddled stallions and built a fence in the backyard,
 Weary of studying the clouds
 And the shadows creeping across mountains
  beyond the flash of neon
  and other pretentious symbols,
 Finally content to stare and wonder.

Most of the warriors I knew
Have died before their time and are forgotten
 Save in the memory of their sons
 And the dreams they seldom share
  beyond the taint of time
  and other unimportant measures

 Finally content to stare and wonder.

(James Kavanaugh)