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| Open Poetry #13 |
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amyX Junior Member
since 2001-04-02
Posts 32 |
in a whilring dervish a habitual echo of hypnotism "we resemble ourselves to lose our identity" spinning rhythmic step uprooted deserted gulfs "keen on the will detected by authority" these foreigners crowding along the rifts of Mediterrania homegrown in the empire of tradition these are blue-eyed blond-haired copper-stained skins dancing without the music clashed in humility homeogenic kin losing their identity "I realize it was because of my ignorance"** a subtle notion brimming the tune of abandonment the whirling dervish continues east meets east Tatars in step [This message has been edited by amyX (edited 05-13-2001).] |
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Coal Surrender Member
since 2001-04-01
Posts 84U.S. |
This piece brings to mind a frenzied sort of sifting of emotion, an evolving look into the mirror of one. Coal |
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