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__I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

__I've often referred to myself as an inwardly pedantic 'Contrary.' Pessoa once said: I'm not thirsty, pour me another drink.
__Oh... I don't consider myself a Pessoa parallel, I can only understand. His statue, in Lisbon.

wordly pigeons
rest at Pessoa's fingers
this bronze


Devika said...

i think many of us will relate, Magyar :)


Lorraine said...

yet I chuckle ...

Gillena Cox said...
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Gillena Cox said...

the loudest flapping
of wings in the neighbourhood pigeons

much love

bonequinhoda bic said...

"Kindness in response to kidness", Thank you, my new found older brother!.

Between me and my counsciousness
Is an abyss
At whose invisible bottom runs
The noise of a stream far from suns,
Whose very sound is dark and cold -
AY, on some skin of our soul´s deeming,
Cold and dark and terribly old,
Itself, and not in it´s told seeming.

THE ABYSS -A small excerpt from "Engligh poems" by Fernando Pessoa.

Timoteo said...

Nice...reminds me that statues are not complete without pigeons. Would like to see one where the pigeons are part of the original THAT would be remarkable.

Frank Williams said...

Very nice Magyar. We can all be contradictory at times...

T.Migratorius said...

I really like this one. "this bronze" is a perfect last line here.

Talon said...

I love "worldly pigeons" - I imagine them fluttering from statue to statue sharing secrets.

I think I have a touch of Pessoa contrariness in me, too :)

Kristin Riggs said...

You're brilliant, dear Magyar. Love it.

Emma Dalloway said...

this is great

BlueJayEye said...

i like this, esp. being a Pessoa inspired haiku and would love to sit on those benches in Lisbon someday.