<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346706" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Of delicate poems</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">These poems speak their minds<br>Be it grief<br>Be it bliss<br>But what matters most is that these poems<br>Have minds of their own<br>And they do not just listen, and absorb</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or absurd, but what matters most of all<br>I repeat<br>For emphasis<br>For you who like to see </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stone saints along the pedestal<br>Remembered as you say<br>By the ravages of the times, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is that<br>These poems have minds of their own<br>And they have mouths that speak, <br>So delicately, that they have threads<br>Like tendrils that entwine<br>A fence<br>Like it is making love and you watch<br>It with contempt<br>But as I see your face</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You watch it with envy, <br>Really, these delicate poems, now speaking<br>More of grief<br>Of lamentations</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a woman veiled and wailing then singing<br>The most beautiful song of the lost, <br>Her husband dead<br>One of the time’s war’s casualties</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A grief in a song<br>And you shall hear it, a grief in a song, <br>Reverberating through the winds of change<br>Inside your ear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are no ballads, or odes to your<br>West wind<br>There are none, for in truth, in this world<br>The ballads are outdated<br>Run over by the grief of the many<br>Some even still untold<br>Waiting to unfold</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And you are there, how insensitive! <br>Telling them to have a grip of something else</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why not walk your dachshund? <br>And watch it pee beside a tree and <br>There you watch with so much glee!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Antonio+Liao">Antonio Liao</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346706" data-title="Of delicate poems de Antonio Liao" data-description="These poems speak their minds Be it grief Be it bliss But what matters most is that these poems Have minds of their own And they do not just listen, and absorb Or absurd, but what matters most of all I repeat For emphasis For you who like to see ..."></div> </div> </div>

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