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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384062" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Imaginary Iceberg</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We'd rather have the iceberg than the ship, <br>although it meant the end of travel. <br>Although it stood stock-still like cloudy rock <br>and all the sea were moving marble. <br>We'd rather have the iceberg than the ship; <br>we'd rather own this breathing plain of snow <br>though the ship's sails were laid upon the sea <br>as the snow lies undissolved upon the water. <br>O solemn, floating field, <br>are you aware an iceberg takes repose <br>with you, and when it wakes may pasture on your snows? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is a scene a sailor'd give his eyes for. <br>The ship's ignored. The iceberg rises <br>and sinks again; its glassy pinnacles <br>correct elliptics in the sky. <br>This is a scene where he who treads the boards <br>is artlessly rhetorical. The curtain <br>is light enough to rise on finest ropes <br>that airy twists of snow provide. <br>The wits of these white peaks <br>spar with the sun. Its weight the iceberg dares <br>upon a shifting stage and stands and stares. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The iceberg cuts its facets from within. <br>Like jewelry from a grave <br>it saves itself perpetually and adorns <br>only itself, perhaps the snows <br>which so surprise us lying on the sea. <br>Good-bye, we say, good-bye, the ship steers off <br>where waves give in to one another's waves <br>and clouds run in a warmer sky. <br>Icebergs behoove the soul <br>(both being self-made from elements least visible) <br>to see them so: fleshed, fair, erected indivisible.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elizabeth+Bishop">Elizabeth Bishop</a><div class=q>
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