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on i carry your heart with me by e e cummings, on April 21
very sweet
Carrying a heart within one's heart is very special type of feeling. Heart in heart, soul in soul, eyes in mind, so philosophical and Metaphysical romantic expression. -
on Come, Come, Whoever You Are by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi, on April 12
Beautiful
Love is demanding yet contentment is its fruit. A beautiful poem indeed. -
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THE ALONE AND TREMULOUS SOUL... (Verse X) (The Spanish dancer)The alone and tremulous soul Suffers at dusk: There is dance; we are going to see The Spanish dancer.
They have done well in removing The banderón of the sidewalk; Because if it is the flag, I do Not know, I cannot
enter.
Already the dancer has arrived: Haughtiness and pale she arrives: How do they say that it is a spaniard? Therefore they say badly: is divine.
It carries a hat bullfighter AND a crimson layer: The same thing that an alelí That itself pusiése a hat!
It is seen, in transit, the eyebrow, Eyebrow of treacherous blackberry: And the look of blackberry: And as
snow the ear.
They foretell, they descend the light AND leave in robe and shawl, The virgin of the Assumption Dancing, an
Andalusian dance.
It raises, challenging, the front; you be Crossed to the shoulder the blanket: In arch the arm raises: Moves slowly the ardent foot.
Rings with the heels The smarmy stage, as if the board was Stage of hearts.
And it goes the invitation growing In the flames of the eyes, AND the cloak of red fringes goes in the air
rocking.
Sudden of a leap starts: You be stolen, itself bankruptcy, tour: It opens in two the Kashmir, Offers the white robe.
The body yields and ripples; The open mouth causes; Is a rose the mouth: Slowly taps.
It collects, of a weak turn, The cloak of red fringes: Goes, closing the eyes, goes, as in a sigh...
she dances very well, the Spaniard; Is white and red the shawl: Returns, wild to its corner alone and
tremulous soul!