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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473363" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Age</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My beast, my age, who will try<br> to look you in the eye,<br> and weld the vertebrae<br> of century to century,<br> with blood? Creating blood<br> pours out of mortal things:<br> only the parasitic shudder,<br> when the new world sings. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As long as it still has life,<br> the creature lifts its bone,<br> and, along the secret line<br> of the spine, waves foam. <br> Once more life’s crown,<br> like a lamb, is sacrificed,<br> cartilage under the knife -<br> the age of the new-born.<br> <br> To free life from jail,<br> and begin a new absolute,<br> the mass of knotted days<br> must be linked by means of a flute.<br> With human anguish<br> the age rocks the wave’s mass,<br> and the golden measure’s hissed<br> by a viper in the grass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And new buds will swell, intact,<br> the green shoots engage,<br> but your spine is cracked<br> my beautiful, pitiful, age.<br> And grimacing dumbly, you writhe,<br> look back, feebly, with cruel jaws, <br>a creature, once supple and lithe,<br> at the tracks left by your paws.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Osip+Emilevich+Mandelstam">Osip Emilevich Mandelstam</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=473363" data-title="The Age de Osip Emilevich Mandelstam" data-description="My beast, my age, who will try to look you in the eye, and weld the vertebrae of century to century, with blood? Creating blood pours out of mortal things: only the parasitic shudder, when the new world sings. As long as it still..."></div> </div> </div>
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