Saturday, December 27, 2008

"Separation"

Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle
Everything I do is stitched with its color.

- W.S. Merwin

enhui, 6:19 PM 0 comments



... a wild flower dies
where it blooms

so let me be
a wild flower

its death shall be
the fading of beauty

-suchoon mo











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