'Sometimes nothing can be a real cool hand.'
- Paul Newman from 'Cool Hand Luke'
The evidence being insufficient
foran indicative
capitulation into lassitude
one is left to render via repression
the act of pure patience
as a dignified design
toward a cultured coolness
of doing absolutely nothing
as if it were the grandest task
of an enlightened genius.
... and perhaps,
that's just what it is...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A million cliche'd sayings come to mind.. I wholely agree that the desire and ability to do Nada is a mark of genius. OK, I'll give in.. A body at rest tends to stay at rest. There, now that I've done it, I will retire, shame-faced- back to doing NOTHING much!