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🦋 Just
At first I didn't quite know what I would do with the book, other than read it over and over again.
Orhan Pamuk
by J. Osner
The book is just a dream
transfixed
on ink and paper
bound in rags
it's open on the table
just a book.
The book's an ancient river
stately
regal river
flowing softly
dried up on the page
it's just a book.
The book was wilderness
now logged
and pulped for paper
new edition
standing on the bookshelf
just a book.
The book is just a poem
a whisper
sound of turning pages
hear it
read it by the river
just a book.
The book's a dream transformed
transmuted
edited and copyrighted
pull it off the shelf and open
read the words and hear the whisper
trace the patterns graven
in the book.
posted morning of Saturday, September 13th, 2014
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Solamente
Al principio no sabÃa yo que hacer con el libro,
aparte de una y otra vez leerlo.
--Orhan Pamuk
El libro es solamente sueño
paralizado
en tinta y papel
encuadernado con harapos
yace abierto sobre la mesa
solamente libro.
El libro es rÃo antiguo
imponente
rÃo regio
fluye bajito
secado en la página
es solamente libro.
El libro fue la jungla
hoy talada
hecha pasta
la edición nueva
en el estante
solamente un libro.
El libro es solamente poema
un susurro
el sonido de las páginas que se pasan
escuchalo
leelo junto al rÃo
solamente libro.
El libro es sueño transformado
transmutado
editado, registrado
sacalo del estante y abrelo
lee las palabras, oye susurro
traza los diseños grabados
en el libro.
posted morning of January 13th, 2018 by The Modesto Kid
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