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CITTA': Neuchâtel
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STO LEGGENDO
L'arbre des possibles.

E il Libro di tutta la mia vita...L'ULTIMO capitolo della saga più importante: "La Torre Nera"
HO VISTO
Padova...dopo un po'
STO ASCOLTANDO


ABBIGLIAMENTO
del GIORNO
ORA VORREI TANTO...
...smetterla con la falsità e i teatrini....MA VA  A VURIA SOEO MAGNARME UN SAEADO COL ROSSO!!!!
IN QS PERIODO STO STUDIANDO...
OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'...
ORA VORREI TANTO...
ORA VORREI TANTO...
ORA VORREI TANTO...

PARANOIE
Nessuna scelta effettuata

MERAVIGLIE
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Messaggio
di barotropico da commentare:
I My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the workings of his lie On mine, and mouth scarce able to afford Suppression of the glee, that pursed and scored Its edge, at one more victim gained thereby.
II What else should he be set for, with his staff? What, save to waylay with his lies, ensnare All travellers who might find him posted there, And ask the road? I guessed what skull-like laugh Would break, what crutch 'gin write my epitaph For pastime in the dusty thoroughfare.
III If at his counsel I should turn aside Into that ominous tract which, all agree, Hides the Dark Tower. Yet acquiescingly I did turn as he pointed, neither pride Now hope rekindling at the end descried, So much as gladness that some end might be.
IV For, what with my whole world-wide wandering, What with my search drawn out through years, my hope Dwindled into a ghost not fit to cope With that obstreperous joy success would bring, I hardly tried now to rebuke the spring My heart made, finding failure in its scope.
V As when a sick man very near to death Seems dead indeed, and feels begin and end The tears and takes the farewell of each friend, And hears one bit the other go, draw breath Freelier outside, ('since all is o'er,' he saith And the blow fallen no grieving can amend;')
VI When some discuss if near the other graves be room enough for this, and when a day Suits best for carrying the corpse away, With care about the banners, scarves and staves And still the man hears all, and only craves He may not shame such tender love and stay.
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Grazie al poeta, Robert Browning che è riuscito ad ispirare così efficacemente Stephen King da fargli scrivere la Saga della Torre Nera. |
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COMMENTI:
Autore:
sabry8
( mercoledì 30 luglio 2003, ore 21:55
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caro il mio baro....ma a parte la poesia...buon natale?nn ti sembra strano dirlo ora?
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