I am picturing a scene. A bunch of poets are sitting around a Left Bank table drinking absinthe...
Andrew Marvell says," If I had scope enough, and time..."
Whitman says," To think of time....to think through the retrospection..."
Shakespeare asks,"What seest thou else in the dark backward and abysm of time?"
Browning says,"No more wine? Then we'll push back chairs and talk."
Muhammed says,
"Float like a butterfly,
Sting like a bee.
The great smell of Brut,
And the punch of Ali"
And then he cleans some clocks!
Pablo Neruda says,"the World weighs us down, and hits us in the eyes!"
Posted by: GreatLizardKing at January 13, 2009 11:54 PM