When there's a moon the shadows in the house grow larger;invisible hands draw back the curtains,a pallid finger writes forgotten words on dustof the piano... Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Only in books the flat and final happens, Only in dreams we meet and interlock.... Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Again I resume the longlesson: how small a thingcan be pleasing, how littlein this hard world it takesto satisfy the mindand bring it to its rest. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
beauty’ is related not to ‘loveliness’ but to a state in which reality plays a part. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I don't feel strong anymoreI feel like falling to my knees.Things aren't the way they were before,They're not the way they're supposed to be. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Oh! That was poetry!" said Pippin. "Do you really mean to start before the break of day? Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
How can I find the words? Poets have taken them all and left me with nothing to say or do""Except to teach me for the first time what they meant. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Be there a picnic for the devil,an orgy for the satyr,and a wedding for the bride. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Las lágrimas que no se lloranesperan en pequeños lagos?O serán ríos invisiblesque corren hacia la tristeza? Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
July 4th fireworks exhale over the Hudson sadly.It is beautiful that they have to disappear.It's like the time you said I love you madly.That was an hour ago. It's been a fervent year. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>