…و خلوتی که به‌سنگینی ، چون پیری عصاکش , از دهلیزِ سکوت می‌گذرد

بایگانیِ مه, 2010

Challenge Between Dead Flies !

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Solitude, o solitude
You can’t make up your mind
Sometimes you won’t leave us alone
Sometimes you’re hard to find

At times you wear a different face
And then you change your name
By calling yourself loneliness
You play your cruel game

On summer nights when stars are bright
We don’t want you around
But if we want to share the scene
It’s often you we’ve found

Don’t think we don’t appreciate
The times we need your touch
But when you hang around too long
You always cost too much

tom walsh


White Angel


Noire et blanche

By Man Ray  –  1926


Suicide & Redemption