Lances of proud glaciers, white kings, shivers of parsley:
I, purples, bloody salivas, smiles of the lonely
With lips of anger or drunk with penitence:
U, waves, divine shudders of viridian seas,
Peace of pastures, cattle-filled, peace of furrows
Formed on broad studious brows by alchemy (...)
Rimbaud


12 Reflections:
Schyst bryggd! Gillar detta också.
If this is a watercolor, one hopes it is dry...
I wanted to pass this link on to you:
http://booksketch.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-have-visitor.html
So descriptive.
I always like to look at Jenny's comments and imagine what they say to you!
I had fun looking at the map of where you live. :)
ArtSparker - Thanks! its a good book
Hi Lydia,
Thanks for your comment. Hmm, I haven't been able to look at your blog for a while. Every time I try to visit your blog a warning notice pops up saying the blog contains software from www.wordofblog. net. This warning notice is not computer specific. Perhaps it would be an good idea to remove this.
Hallåååå, min kommentar då... Haha.
Yada, yada… I never did like Rimbaud.
I don't mean to offend your taste or anything, my friend. But I find Rimbaud such an egg.
Oj, ursäkta. Tack för din kommentar. Jag vill ha brygd.
Nu.
Haha, hm. Dina kommentarer alltid värt mest av alla.
Lydia - To clariy, google says that this software may harm the computer.
Well Mule, we all have different tastes. Have you read Rimbaud a lot?
Yes Sir, my ex-wife force-fed me with his words. That was not the only thing she force-fed me with. A lovely woman, though.
Heyy Ande
Wonderful !
"Peace of pastures, cattle-filled, peace of furrows
Formed on broad studious brows by alchemy (...)"
hmmm.. it has got me thinking. Again.
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