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catch22 |
Aug 16 2005, 03:28 PM
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Jump-Rope Rhyme (Tom Hansen)
Tat tvam asi: thou art that- that leaf, that tree, that cow, that cat, that cloud, that sky, that moon, that sun, that you, that I- for all are one. So here you are and there you go and who you were you hardly know. I think this I is only me: a drip, a drop, but not the sea. Yet when I wake from all these dreams, then like the snake, I'll shed what seems: this mask, this skin, this ball and chain. I will begin to fall like rain. Our heart's last home: the wind-whipped foam, the sweet, deep sea. Tat tvam asi. "The moment we want to believe something, we suddenly see all the arguments for it, and become blind to the arguments against it."
"Reading made Don Quixote a gentleman, but believing what he read made him mad. " "You'll never have a quiet world till you knock the patriotism out of the human race. " George Bernard Shaw |
shivani |
Jan 11 2006, 05:33 PM
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Because I could not stop for Death BECAUSE I could not stop for Death-- He kindly stopped for me-- The Carriage held but just Ourselves-- And Immortality. We slowly drove--He knew no haste And I had put away My labour and my leisure too, For His Civility-- We passed the School, where Children strove At Recess--in the Ring-- We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain-- We passed the Setting Sun-- Or rather--He passed Us-- The Dews drew quivering and chill-- For only Gossamer, my Gown-- My Tippet--only Tulle-- We paused before a House that seemed A Swelling of the Ground-- The Roof was scarcely visible-- The Cornice--in the Ground-- Since then--'tis Centuries--and yet Feels shorter than the Day I first surmised the Horses Heads Were toward Eternity-- Emily Dickinson |
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