Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart - 09 Poem by Tristan Tzara
Cinema Calendar Of The Abstract Heart - 09
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
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.
Dang, I hate it when he runs out of drugs. He's not nearly as amusing when he takes himself seriously
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/2/2024 2:10:17 AM # 1.0.0
fabulastic & swell. 'God and my toothbrush are Dada, and New Yorkers can be Dada too, if they are not already.' - Tristan Tzara