september 18, 2011

Kvällens Stephen Crane-dikt

There was set before me a mighty hill,
And long days I climbed
Through regions of snow.
When I had before me the summit-view,
It seemed that my labour
Had been to see gardens
Lying at impossible distances.

2 reaktioner på ”Kvällens Stephen Crane-dikt”

september 19, 2011 kl. 12:09 e m
Erik

Fin dikt!
Skulle vilja se någon egen-skriven dikt,
tror det bor en liten poet i dig!

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september 19, 2011 kl. 2:30 e m
whoisjonascolting

Vackert. Här kommer ett haikusvar,

Barfotalöppass
Höstens mörker lyser upp
Kära vardagslunk

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