<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484724" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Nickname....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">on early dawn<br>while you are writing those letters<br>(still on the grip of tradition<br>emails are impersonal and lack<br>the sentimentality of distance<br>and the grace of the<br>strokes and<br>tendrils) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you hear those chirping birds<br>cocks crowing<br>sounds of the streets being swept<br>and occasional hushes of the wind<br>from the sea</div><div style="margin:10px 0">your letters sound as though<br>they are anticipating the birth of the world<br>on the seventh day<br>when the Lord said he finally rested</div><div style="margin:10px 0">at the end you say what they always write<br>Sincerely yours, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">your nickname.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</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=484724" data-title="A Nickname.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="on early dawn while you are writing those letters (still on the grip of tradition emails are impersonal and lack the sentimentality of distance and the grace of the strokes and tendrils) you hear those chirping birds cocks crowing sounds of the ..."></div> </div> </div>

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