Wednesday, September 02, 2009
On the tympanum of a Romanesque church
This is the house for the abandoned of God.
Bent backed and blue-stoned.
The hopeless greed of the dark,
Endlessly pursued
In its love, in its skeleton.
The truth of secret tears,
The greatest offering of winter sleep.
René Char
// posted by George Manka @ 9:22 AM 
