February 2012
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Sharing Poetry: Samuel Beckett, "Cascando" →
sharingpoetry:
1 why not merely the despaired of occasion of wordshed
is it not better abort than be barren
the hours after you are gone are so leaden they will always start dragging too soon the grapples clawing blindly the bed of want bringing up the bones the old loves sockets filled once with eyes…
