Sunday

experiments.

from 'stray birds'....
The mind, sharp but not broad, sticks at every point but does not move.
Man does not reveal himself in his history, he struggles up through it.
The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.
The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering heart
making the music of
sadness.
Do not blame your food because you have no appetite.
The hurricane seeks the shortest road by the no-road, and suddenly ends its search in the Nowhere.
You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that
for this
I had been
w a i t i n g
long.

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