Thursday, December 18, 2014
Clarified by giving me a wretched heart,
He clarified the possession of the mind.
For the mind of my longing was perfect,
Like the soul in its narrow avenue.
The chlorine has come, the certificate has gone,
I am not in this entire cosmos
As the seas have testified, as the lands
Have mastered, when we have done mad
Feelings, when my emotions are strong.
To be code of the long life, my heart goes out
To your heart and eye, feelings are sensations
Too sincere, the sight of a people is aside,
The hearing of my life is like a spear.
Burning and working are solid causes of war,
Feed those warlike heroes with strong fervour
Like the fevers of malaria, and the language
Of psychosis, a philosophical dispute has arisen,
We must surrender to the living computers.
Topic(s) of this poem: heart