The End
21 May 2010
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A Dream Lies Dead
A dream lies dead here. May you softly go
Before this place, and turn away your eyes,
Nor seek to know the look of that which dies
Importuning Life for life. Walk not in woe,
But, for a little, let your step be slow.
And, of your mercy, be not sweetly wise
With words of hope and Spring and tenderer skies.
A dream lies dead; and this all mourners know:
Whenever one drifted petal leaves the tree-
Though white of bloom as it had been before
And proudly waitful of fecundity-
One little loveliness can be no more;
And so must Beauty bow her imperfect head
Because a dream has joined the wistful dead!
Dorothy Parker
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Hi Lindsey,
I really like Dorothy Parker — she didn’t take guff from anyone, that’s for sure. I also hope that all is well with you and the death of a dream theme isn’t representative of something going on with you. Even though I think we can all relate to dreams going down the tubes at times.
Hugs from Arizona!
Cas
yeah, that dorothy parker was straight up gangster back in tha’ day. awesome poem.
.-= leah´s last blog ..Monogamy is beyond broken =-.
Okay. What the hell? What’s going on, woman? Is this your swan song blog post? Is that what you’re trying to say? I hope you’re okay and don’t disappear.
.-= XUP´s last blog ..The Beat Goes On… =-.
“Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.” – James Baldwin
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please don’t steal
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All of it. Even that thing I wrote that time.
Even this: poop. poop. poop.
That's mine. I wrote it.
When you steal, a kitten breaks its leg. True story.
Thank you.
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