Tristan Tzara
Moineşti / Romania
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Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart - 09

Rating: 3.5
the fibres give in to your starry warmth
a lamp is called green and sees
carefully stepping into a season of fever
the wind has swept the rivers' magic
and i've perforated the nerve
by the clear frozen lake
has snapped the sabre
but the dance round terrace tables
shuts in the shock of the marble shudder
new sober
Unwritten Soul 24 September 2017
The title sounds like one musical soundtrack, clever pick! the poem is a bit intruge me as i wonder what is actually exhibited from this abstract heart, but it sounds like....calling self to sober after a red-blue tragedy.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 02 September 2017
Great write. Thanks and congratulations to his soul.
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Edward Kofi Louis 02 September 2017
Starry warmth! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Bernard F. Asuncion 02 September 2017
Such a great poem......
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Susan Williams 04 November 2015
Dang, I hate it when he runs out of drugs. He's not nearly as amusing when he takes himself seriously
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Paul Via Franco 18 March 2008
unconsciouslly calculating & neurotically brilliant
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Goldy Locks 03 January 2007
fabulastic & swell. 'God and my toothbrush are Dada, and New Yorkers can be Dada too, if they are not already.' - Tristan Tzara
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