Nov. 19th, 2008

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I set eyes on this for the first time last night; on reading it I can’t, for the life of me, shift the mental image of Ten standing on that beach staring down the reality of what a Rose-less existence will do to him.

The last line of this hurts.

The Fist
Derek Walcott

The fist clenched round my heart
loosens a little, and I gasp
brightness; but it tightens
again. When have I ever not loved
the pain of love? But this has moved

past love to mania. This has the strong
clench of the madman, this is
gripping the ledge of unreason, before
plunging howling into the abyss.

Hold hard then, heart. This way at least you live.

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I’ve had Song of Freedom on repeat (as per my post yesterday) and although the language the chorus are singing sounds like Latin I have absolutely no idea what they’re singing (i.e. lyrics).

Does anybody else have a clue?

ETA: My mood icon for this post reminds me of Ten in Tooth and Claw a little; must be the specs :D

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