samedi 2 mai 2009

Jack Kerouac

The sky is still empty,
The rose is still
On the typewriter keys

In the sun
the butterfly wings
Like a church window

Take a cup of water
from the ocean
And there I am

You'd be surprised
how little I knew
Even up to yesterday

2 commentaires:

Dinis Lapa a dit…

Sem dúvida, sempre bom ler o "meu" Kerouac. O da borboleta em especial.


hfm a dit…

Continuo encantada.