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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397912" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Enigmatic People (Cavatina Sequence) (In Answer To Archibald Macleish)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Reflected in glass with golden bubbles <br>distorted faces<br>stare at him, some looking quite grim and some old; <br>different places<br>they call home while to this place they do come, <br>girls with their graces<br>that are totally gone, smile, look, at him <br>before they do triple on, while his eyes swim.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sits in a bar in Fourth Avenue<br>while twilight falls, <br>a soft hot hand covers his for a moment, <br>his thoughts do stall; <br>she is very beautiful, her eyes gleam, <br>and he feels tall<br>when they leave chatting and are full of lust<br>and they do know together sleep they must.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Taxis with sharp headlights pass them roaring<br>as they walk on, <br>they are comfortable with each other, <br>but love is gone<br>from both their lives and the intimate touch<br>just like set stone<br>helps them to fit in the puzzle of life<br>as they with other people leave and arrive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the morning their names are unknown, it's strange, <br>the air is stale<br>with the smell of cigarette buts, sex and wine<br>and totally male<br>he smiles at her as they make love again; <br>the taste of ale<br>is bitter in his mouth, her kisses sweet; <br>but they might never again like this meet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No words hurt as they go their different ways, <br>past the white beach<br>he walks where the wind roars, gulls screech, flutter; <br>now out of reach<br>like a sweet kind of dream she is now gone<br>and each to each<br>they go to home, to work and they do play; <br>in their lives it's just another new day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Reference: 'inema of a Man' by Archibald MacLeish.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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distorted faces
stare at him, some looking quite grim and some old; 
different places
they call home while to this place they do come, 
girls with their graces
that are totally gone, smile, look, at him 
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