"What are you trying to say?" - "I think I'm saying it."
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| Bank Birthday, Culture Festival |
posted by Silk_and_Velvet at 2:20 pm
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TARANTELLA. Sad as he sits on the white sea-stone And the suave sea chuckles, and turns to the moon, And the moon significant smiles at the cliffs and the boulders. He sits like a shade by the flood alone While I dance a tarantella on the rocks, and the croon Of my mockery mocks at him over the wavesâ bright shoulders. What can I do but dance alone, Dance to the sliding sea and the moon, For the moon on my breast and the air on my limbs and the foam on my feet? For surely this earnest man has none Of the night in his soul, and none of the tune Of the waters within him; only the worldâs old wisdom to bleat. I wish a wild sea-fellow would come down the glittering shingle, A soulless neckar, with winking seas in his eyes And falling waves in his arms, and the lost soulâs kiss On his lips: I long to be soulless, I tingle To touch the sea in the last surprise Of fiery coldness, to be gone in a lost soul's bliss. D.H.LAWRENCE
2 Comments:
wieder tolle Fotos. Blöd nur, dass es alles gute (zB Waffeln) nach meiner Rückkehr gab !!!
Papa
warst einfach nich lang genug hier. die isländer scheinen alles in den sommer zu packen was nur geht. verständlich..
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