"Everybody wants to be somebody, Nobody wants to grow..." - Goethe
There is a marvelous height we all seek to reach.. But how? By what means?
Sometimes I think that: Poetry can restore the destorted nature of a human-being. Poetry seems like a path but it is hard to walk on it. Poetry tastes like wine and we drink it hard to console ourselves.
As we get closer to the sweet height, the length of the path upward doubles and triples...
The gravity is strong... Joy survives inside the womb of torment... And the hope drives me forward...
"I was.
But then I became" -
I like these words and here I remember:
"Everybody wants to be somebody,
Nobody wants to grow..." - Goethe
There is a marvelous height we all seek to reach..
But how? By what means?
Sometimes I think that:
Poetry can restore the destorted nature of a human-being.
Poetry seems like a path but it is hard to walk on it.
Poetry tastes like wine and we drink it hard to console ourselves.
As we get closer to the sweet height, the length of the path upward doubles and triples...
The gravity is strong...
Joy survives inside the womb of torment...
And the hope drives me forward...
Yours respectfully,
Mariami