sunnudagur, maí 13, 2007

blæs

Wind. The temperature dropped with the sun. I let the windowpanes follow. Outside the air is moving. Only the tossing branches can be seen.
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tristan sagði...

Words strain,
Crack and sometimes break, under the burden,
Under the tension, slip, slide, perish,
Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place,
Will not stay still. Shrieking voices
Scoling, mocking, or merely chattering,
Always assail them.

—T. S. Eliot, Burnt Norton, 1935

4:12 f.h.

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