<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=361267" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Salvador Dali</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The face of the precipice is black with lovers;<br>The sun above them is a bag of nails; the spring's<br>First rivers hide among their hair.<br>Goliath plunges his hand into the poisoned well<br>And bows his head and feels my feet walk through his brain.<br>The children chasing butterflies turn round and see him there<br>With his hand in the well and my body growing from his head,<br>And are afraid. They drop their nets and walk into the wall like smoke.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The smooth plain with its mirrors listens to the cliff<br>Like a basilisk eating flowers.<br>And the children, lost in the shadows of the catacombs,<br>Call to the mirrors for help:<br>'Strong-bow of salt, cutlass of memory,<br>Write on my map the name of every river.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A flock of banners fight their way through the telescoped forest<br>And fly away like birds towards the sound of roasting meat.<br>Sand falls into the boiling rivers through the telescopes' mouths<br>And forms clear drops of acid with petals of whirling flame.<br>Heraldic animals wade through the asphyxia of planets,<br>Butterflies burst from their skins and grow long tongues like plants,<br>The plants play games with a suit of mail like a cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mirrors write Goliath's name upon my forehead,<br>While the children are killed in the smoke of the catacombs<br>And lovers float down from the cliffs like rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Gascoyne">David Gascoyne</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=361267" data-title="Salvador Dali de David Gascoyne" data-description="The face of the precipice is black with lovers; The sun above them is a bag of nails; the spring's First rivers hide among their hair. Goliath plunges his hand into the poisoned well And bows his head and feels my feet walk through his brain. The ..."></div> </div> </div>

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