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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471689" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Vicissitude V: Consistency in the Season</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The penumbra of a nefarious moon<br>In the semblance of a harlequin's simper<br>Waning with the dark to topple<br>And give way to a braggart sun—<br>‘Twas a play of aeons and clockworks<br>In their perpetual and hallow realms<br>Dragging us, in favor and in sorrow<br>Of maiming vexations and perplexities: <br>Of a hidden yearning for abeyance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Winter—comes the arctic sunder, <br>Spring—hails the jealous lover, <br>Summer—fan the flames, a fire to die, <br>Autumn—invokes the chars to fly"<br>How do we resign from vicissitude<br>And raise a fist from the mist<br>Of baneful soirees and feasts<br>Where we play the jester<br>The season mocks in great pleasure? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this omnipresent attrition<br>Should we become the season? <br>Or hold steadfast to our convictions? <br>Is this bereavement? Is this a shaping? <br>Breaking and rebuilding, breaking and rebuilding—<br>Is it the only constant thing? <br>Shall I stop from building, shall I stop from breaking? <br>Is this a futile game: a feint of vicissitude?</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=471689" data-title="Vicissitude V: Consistency in the Season de Norman Santos" data-description="The penumbra of a nefarious moon In the semblance of a harlequin's simper Waning with the dark to topple And give way to a braggart sun— ‘Twas a play of aeons and clockworks In their perpetual and hallow realms Dragging us, in favor and in sor..."></div> </div> </div>
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