Monday, November 28, 2011

new eyes

"We do not receive wisdom, we must discover it for ourselves, after a journey through the wilderness which no one else can make for us, which no one can spare us, for our wisdom is the point of view from which we come at last to regard the world."
- Marcel Proust

[give me the forest,
una selva oscura.
the lines on my hands---
i don't know where they come from.
something keeps etching
itself, a bird's nest,
an old dead river.]

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