(bez virsraksta) @ 14:42
ja godīgi, man vienmēr ir riebušās dzejas dienas
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12. Septembris 2003(bez virsraksta) @ 14:42ja godīgi, man vienmēr ir riebušās dzejas dienas | | Add to Memories | Tell A Friend CommentsSajūtos mēreni muļķīgi.
Runa arī gāja par roni. Es patijūtos kā lepna opozīcija, kura cēli vilks šodien savas miesas uz Dzejas maratonu.
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Nav visapkārt, MT nav.
Te ir tikai baravikas. Mežs. Purvs. Zibens sasperts koks purva malā. Gara gara zaļa zāle. Kļava pus-sarkana, pus-zaļa. Smilšaini meža ceļi. Kundziņi bērzu birzīs. Zeltainas vakara debesis. Un sentiments.
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a ja godīgi, man vienmēr ir bijušas grūtības saprast svešu dzeju. arī savējo.
vispār, dzeja, tā ir tāda dīvaina lieta. un dzejas dienas - kaut kas pavisam dīvains un nesaprotams.
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Going back to these origins
The city is a natural scape order in the details Confusion uproar in the whole In nature reality is selection the tool of critical intervention Fragmentation is the rule Unity is not taught in school You are an unnatural growth On a funny sunny street The city has forgotten you It's symbols of the past The meaning of its state Its order of decay Stand now in a column And make the nature scene Standing now in columns making the nature scene making the nature scene waiting to make their pay There is no resistance to the signs along the way standing all in columns waiting to make their pay making the nature scene Waiting for the day There is no resistance to There is no resistance to Salvation means to count on you It just means to count on you Make the nature scene Making the nature scene Making the nature scene Making the nature scene |
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