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Love

Two thousand cigarettes.
A hundred miles
from wall to wall.
An eternity and a half of vigils
blanker than snow.

Tons of words
old as the tracks
of a platypus in the sand.

A hundred books we didn't write.
A hundred pyramids we didn't build.

Sweepings.
Dust.

Bitter
as the beginning of the world.

Believe me when I say
it was beautiful.

Miroslav Holub
 

 

Writing

When you write, walk in the space

"Ever tried? Ever failed? No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better."
Samuel Beckett