[…] I slip into a snowbed with no hurt
Where warm will warm be warm enough to part
Us. As I sink, I weep.

 

 

 

All Flowers in Time Bend Towards the Sun
 

My eyes are
A baptism
Oh, I am fuse
I’m singing
Into my thighs
Oh, phantom elusive thing

Oh, all flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one, here is one…
Here is one

Aaah
la da dada…

Oh, all flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one, here is one…
Here is one

Keep it going in me
We could try to learn
Fading farther from me
With your face in my window glow
Where will you wait for me?
Sweet willow

It’s ok to be angry
But not to hurt me
Your happiness,
Yes, yes, yes
Darling, darling, darling
Oooh…

All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one
All flowers in time bend towards the sun
I know you say that there’s no one for you
But here is one,
But here is one,
But here is one…
yeah…

 

 

 

 

 
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* i versi sono tratti (stralciati, perdono)
dalle poesie di John Berryman in Short Poems
** le foto sono di Tren Parke

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Dance for this music, Mistress to music dear,
more, […]

[…] only the trial of our music should
still this irresolute air, only your voice
spelling the tempest may compel our good:

Sigh then beyond my song: whirl & rejoice!