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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471667" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Unfettered Kite</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Permit the effervescence of the wind<br>To don on your dishabille glacial shoulders<br>And take you in a sailing apt for your besieging<br>To an island heaving of palm trees<br>Swaying and combing of forking possibilities<br>Chances are, well, ineffable they are<br>And I cannot paint it with words<br>Because my palette is dull and eroded<br>But I know and I submit to believing<br>That chance will guide you in, by your elbow<br>To a promenade, a cavalcade, or a castle<br>Where no eyes had ever been to musing<br>Not even conception can even pry in<br>So leave this undulant slumber<br>And sear past the poignant clouds<br>Because you cannot be tethered in a ground<br>In the semblance of an effulgent specter<br>Invisible, lingering and malingering<br>To twine and string your unfathomable fate<br>And as you submit and remit<br>The jewels that shall permit<br>A key towards emanation<br>Of greater chances, in greater grounds<br>I shall heave you back difficultly<br>When I stare back at your backward glances<br>Yet I will endure and pull your emollient string<br>So you would only set off farther<br>Yonder the aptitude of your strings<br>Past the inclement horizon<br>Floundering past my aqueous vision<br>And I shall unstring you willingly, <br>My unfettered kite<br>And sedate myself with vicarious oblivion<br>As I muse upon the turgid azure skies<br>That you dominated like an adroit bird<br>With the aroma of yuletide breeze<br>And pantomimic carols tinkering<br>On the rustling and toppling leaves<br>Of the gyratory December, the last 31st<br>Of the first last year, and I will be, <br>Myself, an unfettered kite<br>As I lay in solitude and jealousy<br>Unfettered from the very start<br>And when the wind blows upon my spine<br>With no hands to pull back my strings, <br>No one to point the nonexistent escape door, <br>Fended by blithe despondent fingers<br>Of another egotistic specter in a ballet<br>Beneath the melody of her own canopy<br>I am left with no other submission<br>But be taken to my bereavement<br>And not to the island of chances<br>For I am a hapless, flightless, <br>Unfettered kite.</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>
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And take you in a sailing apt for your besieging
To an island heaving of palm trees
Swaying and combing of forking possibilities
Chances are, well, ineffable they are..."></div>
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