versuri 042911 - john haughm

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i don’t believe in omens or fear
forebodings. i flee from neither slander
nor from poison. death does not exist
everyone’s immortal. everything is too
no point in fearing death at seventeen
or seventy. there’s only here and now, and light;
neither death, nor darkness, exists
we’re all already on the seash0r-;
i’m one of those who’ll be hauling in the nets
when a shoal of immortality swims by…

…i tailored the age to fit me
we walked to the south, raising dust above the steppe;
the tall weeds fumed; the gr-sshopper danced
touching its antenna to the horse-shoes — and it prophesied
threatening me with destruction, like a monk
i strapped my fate to the saddle;
and, even now, in these coming times
i stand up in the stirrups like a child

…i’m satisfied with deathlessness
for my blood to flow from age to age
yet, for a corner whose warmth i could rely on
i’d willingly have given all my life
whenever her flying needle
tugged me, like a thread, around the globe

- versuri john haughm

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