<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=429677" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mountain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing's moving I don't see anybody<br>And I know that it's not a trick<br>There really is nothing moving there<br>And there aren't any people. It is the very utmost top<br>Where, as is not unusual,<br>There is snow, lying like the hair on a white-haired person's head<br>Combed sideways and backward and forward to cover as much of the top<br>As possible, for the snow is thinning, it's September<br>Although a few months from now there will be a new crop<br>Probably, though this no one KNOWS (so neither do we)<br>But every other year it has happened by November<br>Except for one year that's known about, nineteen twenty-three<br>When the top was more and more uncovered until December fifteenth<br>When finally it snowed and snowed<br>I love seeing this mountain like a mouse<br>Attached to the tail of another mouse, and to another and to another<br>In total mountain silence<br>There is no way to get up there, and no means to stay.<br>It is uninhabitable. No roads and no possibility<br>Of roads. You don't have a history<br>Do you, mountain top? This doesn't make you either a mystery<br>Or a dull person and you're certainly not a truck stop.<br>No industry can exploit you<br>No developer can divide you into estates or lots<br>No dazzling disquieting woman can tie your heart in knots.<br>I could never lead my life on one of those spots<br>You leave uncovered up there. No way to be there<br>But I'm moved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kenneth+Koch">Kenneth Koch</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=429677" data-title="Mountain de Kenneth Koch" data-description="Nothing's moving I don't see anybody And I know that it's not a trick There really is nothing moving there And there aren't any people. It is the very utmost top Where, as is not unusual, There is snow, lying like the hair on a white-haired person..."></div> </div> </div>

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