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I Taught Myself to Live Simply
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I taught myself to live simply and wisely,
to look at the sky and pray to God,
and to wander long before evening
to tire my superfluous worries.
When the burdocks rustle in the ravine
and the yellow-red rowanberry cluster droops
I compose happy verses
about life's decay, decay and beauty.
I come back. The fluffy cat
licks my palm, purrs so sweetly
and the fire flares bright
on the saw-mill turret by the lake.
Only the cry of a stork landing on the roof
occasionally breaks the silence.
If you knock on my door
I may not even hear.
Anna Akhmatova
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Friday, January 03, 2003 |
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Read poems about / on: cat, silence, happy, beauty, red, fire, sky, god, life
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Orit Zehavi (6/11/2009 7:09:00 AM)
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it is the simplicity and wisdom of somone who lost his beloved
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Jack Garvey (3/2/2009 2:46:00 PM)
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Is living simply correct? Well, yes it is, especially with our present over crowdedness. People must learn to please oneself with less.
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