"The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."
~ Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms



"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey sequence of bumping into's and tumblings apart."
~ Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet



Sunday, September 20, 2015

Days


"These days, days, days run away like wild horses over the hills..."
~ Charles Bukowski
Strange how days move 
In the wind with the leaves
Falling and weaving 


Till the ground 
Reaches the sky

Slipping away 
Retreating soldiers

Fatigued and broken from war


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