Tristan Tzara

(1896 - 1963 / Moineşti / Romania)

Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart - 09 - Poem by Tristan Tzara

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

Comments about Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart - 09 by Tristan Tzara

  • Susan Williams (11/4/2015 2:12:00 PM)

    Dang, I hate it when he runs out of drugs. He's not nearly as amusing when he takes himself seriously (Report) Reply

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  • (3/18/2008 6:32:00 PM)

    unconsciouslly calculating & neurotically brilliant (Report) Reply

  • (1/3/2007 2:07:00 PM)

    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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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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