<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495917" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>This Art....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is just a matter of having it in<br>and it gives the usual <br>pain or joy, no choice, the feelings<br>are always there<br>and the sense of knowing and <br>being too analytical seemingly destroys the<br>beauty indescribably<br>setting</div><div style="margin:10px 0">she gives a sigh<br>when nobody seems to be clapping hands<br>when no one is bowing<br>or saying a name at least that one makes it right<br>and rhyming</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'at last, i do not really care'<br>this is autonomy<br>of indiscretions of feelings and all these are but<br>streams<br>of consciousness the usual candle tears taking shape<br>in a bowl of cold water</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'we let it go'<br>we tell ourselves mutually about the release of what had been kept <br>for years<br>and we know no one understands what is these all about<br>a sewing machine<br>a pillow, a veil, a pin, an injecting sting, <br>a rope, a blanket, <br>an authority, a cushion, a bluffer, <br>a clown, and so on and so forth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you are finally misled about all these things<br>a scissor, a triangular cloth, <br>an umbrella, <br>a starfish, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the usual moon resting upon the trees<br>the sun peeping between two mountains early morning<br>the kid in town<br>finally planting the rice seeds<br>and the buffalo still enjoying the day in mud</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is plane that lands at the airport at 2 o'clock in the afternoon<br>when you are still taking your siesta by the verandah<br>and you are irritated and you tell yourself</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'oh yes! ' this is all about it.</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=495917" data-title="This Art.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="it is just a matter of having it in and it gives the usual pain or joy, no choice, the feelings are always there and the sense of knowing and being too analytical seemingly destroys the beauty indescribably setting she gives a sigh when nobody ..."></div> </div> </div>

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