<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=483226" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Forehead of the Rose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Despite the open window in the room of long absence, the odor of the rose is still linked with the<br>breath that was there. Once again we are without previous experience, newcomers, in love. The<br>rose! The field of its ways would dispel even the effrontery of death. No grating stands in the way.<br>Desire is alive, an ache in our vaporous foreheads.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One who walks the earth in its rains has nothing to fear from the thorn in places either finished or<br>unfriendly. But if he stops to commune with himself, woe! Pierced to the quick, he suddenly flies to<br>ashes, an archer reclaimed by beauty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ren%C3%A9+Char">René Char</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=483226" data-title="Forehead of the Rose de René Char" data-description="Despite the open window in the room of long absence, the odor of the rose is still linked with the breath that was there. Once again we are without previous experience, newcomers, in love. The rose! The field of its ways would dispel even the effr..."></div> </div> </div>

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