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barrenPosted by UkraineJane, 10.08.2009, 18:57
it is a barren year. there is very little time to ponder and roam around. impressions are scarce, words are few. CommentsThere are no comments on this entry Leave A Comment
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essentialThe Wait (Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by A. Poulin) It is life in slow motion, it's the heart in reverse, it's a hope-and-a-half: too much and too little at once. It's a train that suddenly stops with no station around, and we can hear the cricket, and, leaning out the carriage door, we vainly contemplate a wind we feel that stirs the blooming meadows, the meadows made imaginary by this stop. --- With Ruins Li-Young Lee --- Intermezzo Михайло Коцюбинський --- Вона ще не виросла Сергій Жадан Search My BlogCategoriesAll categories (574)
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