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YOU'RE VISITOR - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
When the birds take back their language,
when the trees unloose
their tenderly hands from around you,
when the air doesn't breathe
and the seas are tearing,
when the flowers whisper:
No, you own nothing,
then remember:
You're visitor,
honoring the hospitality.
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:25 pm
The Eagle (To Be Read Aloud with Vigor)
Fastly, swiftly, we run our race
The fire burns as we keep up the pace
Fly across the sky at night
An eagle flying in the red twilight
Then slow ---
Slow we flow
Slow like water
Slow like snow
How'd you know what your life's about
Up and down and in and out
Never stop and never go
The river's rest is slow to come
The eagle's nest is hidden from
The eagle's si...
Friday 22nd February 2019 5:25 am
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