I should like to sleep like a cat, with all the fur of time,
with a tongue rough as flint, with the dry sex of fire;
and after speaking to no one, stretch myself over the world,
over roofs and landscapes, with a passionate desire
to hunt the rats in my dreams.
GOD, GRANT ME THE SERENITY TO ACCEPT THE THINGS I CANNOT CHANGE; COURAGE TO CHANGE THE THINGS I CAN; AND WISDOM TO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Feline Thought 1.
An excerpt from Pablo Neruda's Cat's Dream
Sunday, August 02, 2009
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