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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484867" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Poetry To Reckon With</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My poetry is like stove in the summer</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or fan in winter</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It runs against the popular tastes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And has no practical value</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Basho</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IT IS I TOO</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is I too, I run against authority</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I Quarrel with the mayor I Sue the postmaster</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I tell my teacher that she’s teaching the wrong thing I even tell my mother that I did not deserve her</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(And she cried when I did not regret saying the same statement all over again) .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is it it me that fans when things are cold that heats when everything is so warm? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To want the undesirable</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To desire what cannot be imagined</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of those that do not exist</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And get inside where there are no exits</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To love the unlovable</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To give up something so important and honorable? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To set aside love and love the lovelessness of a meaningless locomotion.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To sculpt from mud inhuman forms</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To read that which must still be deciphered</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To swallow that which is vomitable</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To stay where others wanted to leave</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have a taste for the unpopular</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I voted for the loser</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To side with the weak</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To speak to those with less sanity</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To settle for what is unsanitary</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To lick despites</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To risk whatevers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To go the whenevers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To leave the dead bury themselves</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To enter the narrow gate</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To light the post in the midst of day</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To sail when the winds are too strong</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To smile when your loved ones enter the great divide</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To wish happy deaths for friends gone by</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Empty chairs and empty tables</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To spit on these sorts of things</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be myself and yet to be so unhappy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be so happy and yet not knowing my name</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To speak none where my mind is so filled with sense</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be unknowing about what I do know</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be so funny when seriousness demands</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To have worked so hard and to die so untimely</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To write without any opportunity to be read</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All these…. and the senselessness of these all</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be able to say thank you very much</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now that all of you are dead and gone & all I have are empty chairs and empty tables</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(In the manner of Les Miserables) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In some pages of nonmindedness</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In an island of don’t touch me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This I say I thank you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Long.</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>
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Or fan in winter

It runs against the popular tastes

And has no practical value

Basho

IT IS I TOO

It is I too, I run against authority

I Quarrel with the mayor I Sue the postmaster

I tell my teacher tha..."></div>
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