<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471634" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Make A King Of Fools</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What had the voiceless night undone <br>Unto this parcel of weeping land<br>The tranquil zephyr had mangled unto<br>The bastion of a fortified heaven<br>A celestial vanguard of unsinkable quartz<br>From the chalcedony was exonerated<br>And the echoes of the shrill symphonic lament<br>Of its anthems and schmaltz trumpets<br>That tinkered the peripatetic haunt<br>Tarries the hollow bliss in the safeguard</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Shall I smile unto my reflection<br>To tourniquet the putrefaction? <br>What a king of fools ballast<br>The sterile gilt of crown loose<br>And rules a mighty kingdom <br>Of phantoms with faces alike<br>And in his throne tramples<br>As he cringed into the death of him: <br>The curse of the shadows <br>Never willed for departing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, come! My waxing moon shall unfurl<br>The colossal shadows of unforgiving<br>Shall I amuse you with the torment and anguish<br>Rising with every heaving of breathing? <br>For in these phases of the shifting world<br>Nothing encompasses the obstinate clouds<br>And forgiveness shall hope for hope<br>Shrouding the dark in togetherness</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In his kingdom, he is incomplete<br>Perhaps, in the shadows of his world<br>He would rule again, completely<br>In his consummate incompleteness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</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=471634" data-title="To Make A King Of Fools de Norman Santos" data-description="What had the voiceless night undone Unto this parcel of weeping land The tranquil zephyr had mangled unto The bastion of a fortified heaven A celestial vanguard of unsinkable quartz From the chalcedony was exonerated And the echoes of the shrill ..."></div> </div> </div>

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