I have a wrinkle on his forehead
...
I have a wrinkle on his forehead
That is like a wound
A furrow in the earth
And I do not know if you have a plow or a landslide
And if you grow corn or
spew rocks .
I have a new wrinkle and do not know yet
If a new road or a boundary
Or the runway
For new alien forms
For you to arrive from so far away And I do not know
If a guest or even
invader
(Mara Bagatelle March 15, 2011)
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Talco (Marghera Patchanka-combat-ska-punk)
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
Clean Songs For Basketball Warm Up
How are the unconscious cat lovers
love cats crossing roads
gardens gates
jump down from the walls to the lights
maybe meeting a car at night.
yet be
why it is so because the moon is right
cat cat father son
they know long before that
Man
invented the asphalt and trucks.
How imprudent
cats love to challenge Death
for a moonlight
for quake
their whiskers
this air in cold
February.
...
But maybe they are lucky and I hope so
does not cross a black man
tonight and will arrive in time for their appointment
on a roof under a windowsill
to dance the dance of life.
(Mara Bagatelle - February 25, 2011)
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...
How are unconscious love cats crossing roads
gardens gates
jump down from the walls to the lights
maybe meeting a car at night.
yet be
why it is so because the moon is right
cat cat father son
they know long before that
Man
invented the asphalt and trucks.
How imprudent
cats love to challenge Death
for a moonlight
for quake
their whiskers
this air in cold
February.
...
But maybe they are lucky and I hope so
does not cross a black man
tonight and will arrive in time for their appointment
on a roof under a windowsill
to dance the dance of life.
(Mara Bagatelle - February 25, 2011)
...
Monday, February 14, 2011
Yellow Discharge 1 Week Before Menses
autumn wind
...
Yes, in fact it is a bit 'off-season ... but it seemed too much to expect to publish next fall. Sometimes the heart following different seasons, as Catherine says in this poem ...
And I saw you fly away
Taken from Wind
Away from me
A leaf
In the air of autumn
The bare tree
Only in the mist ...
But I was fond of ... A
that leaf ....
(Caterina 2011)
...
Yes, in fact it is a bit 'off-season ... but it seemed too much to expect to publish next fall. Sometimes the heart following different seasons, as Catherine says in this poem ...
And I saw you fly away
Taken from Wind
Away from me
A leaf
In the air of autumn
The bare tree
Only in the mist ...
But I was fond of ... A
that leaf ....
(Caterina 2011)
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Recipe Rice Milk Custard
If not now when?
...
...
I was uncertain until the last moment ... not because I thought that the initiative was invalid, but ... but as a matter of "laziness" personal. These days we have accumulated a lot of things, work commitments and a great physical fatigue. But
then ... then I said it's too important. Angry and saddened that in private, each in their own homes, is useless. I want to make it public, I feel this discomfort. Along with all those and all those who feel like me.
I'll go tomorrow.
...
...
...
I was uncertain until the last moment ... not because I thought that the initiative was invalid, but ... but as a matter of "laziness" personal. These days we have accumulated a lot of things, work commitments and a great physical fatigue. But
then ... then I said it's too important. Angry and saddened that in private, each in their own homes, is useless. I want to make it public, I feel this discomfort. Along with all those and all those who feel like me.
I'll go tomorrow.
...
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