“And I’ll dance with you in Vienna,
I’ll be wearing a river’s disguise.
The hyacinth wild on my shoulder
my mouth on the dew of your thighs.
And I’ll bury my soul in a scrapbook,
with the photographs there and the moss.
And I’ll yield to the flood of your beauty,
my cheap violin and my cross.”
― Leonard Cohen, Stranger Music: Selected Poems and Songs
One of my favourites – along with ‘Closing Time’ 🙂
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Love this!
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Reblogged this on hlamica.
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Wonderful. Ah Cohen, where are the poets like you today? My other favorite is The Guests.
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Beautifully written. Elegance in word form.
Keep Inspiring
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Reblogged this on Patrick Solere and commented:
Le mois du re-blog
Je me suis amusé à lire vos blogs en entier et y découvert des pépites, je vous propose de les faire (re)découvrir ainsi que vos nouveautés.
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