Thanks to Mrs Kronis the poem I was asking about was found. THANK YOU from the bottom of my being, If you only knew how these words have shaped my life. I have lived by them in my younger years till one morning when they were forgotten. Never again shall I leave this bundle of words behind.
Midnight
The stars are as soft as flowers, and as near
the hills are webs of shadow, softly spun
no seperate leaf or single blade is here
- all blend to one
No moonbeam cuts the air; a sapphire light
rolls lazily and slips again to rest
there is no edged thing in all this night,
safe in my breast.
- Dorothy Parker
torsdag 15 januari 2009
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Tack för att du hälsade på min blog. Din är ju strålande. Jag är ingen dikt människa men kan ju alltid bli :).
Lånar tipset om översättning på min blog. Hoppas tte är ok.
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