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Staro 16.10.2004, 02:37
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ne dohajam te, ne morem slediti tvojemu ritmu, tvojim odhajanjem
in prihajanjem, tvojim spremembam, ne morem slediti tebi, ki si
kot kraljica, ki se zapira v svoj stolp, okoli katerega so
prepadi, globoki in temačni prepadi, v katere padam, se dvigam
in ponovno padam, in tako v neskončnost, in v stolpu je labirint,
ki ga nikoli ne prehodim do konca, blodnjak, ki me vedno
pogoltne, in pred tvojimi vrati je uganka, na katero ne znam
odgovoriti, uganka, ki me vrže daleč stran od stolpa, daleč
stran od tebe, tebe, ki me z enim samim gibom razstaviš in me
z eno samo besedo ponovno sestaviš, in ne vem več, ali sem še
ali me ni več.

novica novaković

Avoid becoming totally absorbed in immediate realities-
always remember your ultimate dreams.

Staro 16.10.2004, 15:08
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there are some people i know
whose beauty
is a crime.
who make you so crazy
you don't know
whether to throw yourself
at them
or kill them.
which makes
for permanent madness.
which could be
bad for you.
you better be on the lookout
for such circumstances.

stay away
from the night.
they most likely lurk
in the corners of the room
where they think
they being inconspicuous
but they so beautiful
an aura
gives them away.

stay away
from the day.
they most likely
be walking
down the street
when you least
expect it
trying to look
but they so fine
they break your heart
by making you dream
of other possibilities.

stay away
from crazy music.
they most likely
be creating it
when you're that beautiful
you can't help
putting it out there.
everyone knows
how dangerous
that can get.

stay away
from magic shows.
especially those
involving words
words are very
tricky things.
everyone knows
the most common
instruments of

they most likey
be saying them.
breathing poems
so rhythmic
you can't help
but dance.

and once
you start dancing
to words
you might never

--Jessica Hagedorn
Staro 16.10.2004, 16:59
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Tole je zate

Tole je zate
celo moje srce je
in knjiga ki sem ti jo hotel brati
ko bi se postarala
Zdaj sem senca
Nemiren kot imperij
Ti si ženska
ki me je osvobodila
Videl sem te ko si gledala luno
in brez pomisleka
si ljubila mene in njo
Videl sem te ko si častila vetrnice
ujete med skalami
in ljubila si mene in njih
Na gladkem pesku
med prodniki in obalo
si me sprejela v krog
in bil sem več kot gost
Vse to se je zgodilo
v resnici časa
v resnici kože
Videl sem te z otrokom
in pokazala si mi njegove dišave
in videnja
in za vse to nisi zahtevala krvi
Na premnogih lesenih mizah
okrašenih s hrano in svečami
je bilo tisoč zakramentov
iz tvoje košare
Obiskal sem tvoje telo
Obiskal sem tvoje rojstvo
dokler nisem postal dovolj majhen
in prestrašen
da sem se lahko znova rodil
Želel sem tvojo lepoto
a dala si mi več kot sebe
z menoj si delila svojo lepoto
To sem spoznal šele nocoj
ko se spominjam zrcal
izpred katerih si odšla
ko si jim dala
karkoli so zahtevala
za moj sprejem
Zdaj sem senca
Hrepenim po mejah
svojih pohajanj
in premikam se
z močjo tvoje molitve
ker klečiš
kot šopek
v jami kosti
za mojim čelom
in premikam se v smeri ljubezni
ki si jo sanjala zame

(Leonard Cohen)

Staro 18.10.2004, 03:07
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They say that Hope is happiness

They say that Hope is happiness -
But genuine Love must prize the past;
And mem'ry wakes the thoughts that bless
They rose the first -- they set the last.
And all that mem'ry loves the most
Was once our only hope to be:
And all that hope adored and lost
Hath melted into memory.

Alas! it is delusion all--
The future cheats us from afar,
Nor can we be what we recall,
Nor dare we think on what we are.

Staro 19.10.2004, 15:46
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...for ...(:D)

Schrödinger’s Cat: The Straight Dope

By Cecil ADAMS

Dear Cecil: you’re my final hope
Of finding out the true Straight Dope,
For I’ve been reading of Schrödinger’s cat,
But none of my cats are at all like that.
This unusual animal (so it is said)
Is simultaneously alive and dead!

What I don’t understand is just why he
Can’t be one or the other, unquestionably.
My future now hangs in between eigenstates.
In one I’m enlightened. In the other I ain’t.
If you understand, Cecil, then show me the way
And rescue my psyche from quantum decay.
But if this queer thing has perplexed even you,
Then I will and won’t see you in Schrödinger’s zoo.

signed, Randy F., Chicago

Schrödinger, Erwin! Professor of physics!
Wrote daring equations! Confounded his critics!
(Not bad, eh? Don’t worry. This part of the verse
Starts off pretty good, but it gets a lot worse.)
He saw that the theory that Newton’d invented
By Einstein’s discov’ries had been badly dented.
“What now?” wailed his colleagues. Said Erwin, “Don’t panic,
No grease monkey I, but a Quantum mechanic.
Consider electrons. Now these teeny articles
Are sometimes like waves, and sometimes like particles.

“If that’s not confusing, the nuclear dance
Of electrons and suchlike is governed by chance!
No sweat though - my theory permits us to judge
Where some of ’em is and the rest of them was.”
Not everyone bought this; it threatened to wreck
The comforting linkage of cause and effect.
E’en Einstein had doubts, and so Schrödinger tried
To tell him what quantum mechanics implied.
Said Win to Al, “Brother, suppose we’ve a cat,
And inside a tube we have put that cat at,

“Along with a solitare deck and some Fritos,
A bottle of Night Train, a couple mosquitoes
(Or something else rhyming) and, oh, if you got ’em,
One vial prussic acid, one decaying ottom
Or attom - whatever - but when it emits,
A trigger device blasts the vial into bits
Which snuffs our poor kitty. The odds of this crime
Are 50 to 50 per hour each time.
The cylinder’s sealed. The hour’s passed away. Is
Our p.u.s.s.y still purring - or pushing up daisies?

“Now, you’d say the cat either lives or it don’t,
But quantum mechanics is stubborn and won’t.
Statistically speaking, the cat (goes the joke),
Is half a cat breathing and half a cat croaked.
To some this may seem a ridiculous split,
But quantum mechanics must answer to wit:
We may not know much, but one thing’s fo’ sho’:
There’s things in the cosmos that we cannot know.
Shine light on electrons - You’ll cause them to swerve.
The act of observing disturbs the observed -

Which ruins your test! But if there’s no testing
To see if a particle’s moving or resting,
Why try to conjecture? Pure useless endeavor!
We know probability - certainty, never.
The effect of this notion? I very much fear
’Twill make doubtful all things that were formerly clear.
Till soon the cat doctors will say in reports,
’We’ve just flipped a coin and we’ve learned he’s a corpse.’”

So said Herr Erwin. Quoth Albert, “Your’re nuts.
God doesn’t play dice with the universe, clutz!
I’ll prove it!” he said, and the Lord knows he tried -
In vain - until fin’ly he more or less died.
Win spoke at the funeral: “Listen, dear friends,
Sweet Al was my buddy. I must make amends.
Though he doubted my theory, I’ll say this of the saint:
Ten-to-one he’s in heaven - but five bucks says he ain’t.”
Staro 20.10.2004, 01:28
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I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

that this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

...kdo drug kot --Pablo Neruda
Staro 22.10.2004, 04:35
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A lighthouse in the distance,
Waves crashing on the sand;
The haunting song of the ocean,
Kissing the soft, dry land.
He stands in the shadow of moonlight,
Absorbing nature's song;
Quiet, deep, reflective,
He stands there and he longs.
He longs for something he can't touch,
For what will make him whole;
Gazing 'cross the storm tossed waves,
The wind becomes his soul.

At times the wind within his soul,
Is peaceful, calm and sure;
Tonight it thunders with the waves,
As he stands and thinks of her.
He knows she's out there somewhere,
For he hears her song within;
In the beauty of a storm tossed night,
In the whisper of the wind.
Turning, walking quietly,
Leaving footprints in the sand;
He walks in dreams into the night,
A solitary man.

--Allison Chambers
Staro 23.10.2004, 01:07
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Brezdomni pesnik piše svoji ljubici

Zgradil nama bom hišo iz besed.
Samostalniki bodo opeke
in glagoli bodo polkna.

S pridevniki si bova okrasila
okenske police
kot z rožami.

Cisto tiha bova ležala pod baldahinom
najine ljubezni.
Cisto tiha.

Prelepa in prekrhka bo najina hiša,
da bi jo ogrozila
z inflacijo besed.

In ce bova spregovorila,
bova imenovala predmete,
vidne le najinim ocem.

Ker vsak glagol
bi lahko zamajal temelje
in jih razrušil.

Zato, pst, mon amour,
pst, pour le beau demain
#224; notre maison.

--Peter Semolic

...kako malo slovenskih pesmi je na mrezi


Vsak pravi pesnik je pošast.
Glas uničuje in ljudi.
Petje zgraditi tehniko, ki uničuje
zemljo, da nas ne bi jedli črvi.
Pijanček proda plašč.
Lopov proda mater.
Samo pesnik proda dušo, da jo
loči od telesa, ki ga ljubi.

--Tomaž Šalamun
Staro 23.10.2004, 01:11
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You are every moment of the day
The land and the shore
A celestial reflection
Of my island-universe
That weaves these lines
The round caress
Between the sky and sea
A quick kiss you seem
A buried memory
Of my lost dream...

You are every word
True or false
The sign memory
Of a recurring sound
The unfurled voice
That always swells aloud
The echo of the crowd
The scent of Spring
Expressing our minds
When we meet again...

--Patrizia Gattaceca
Staro 23.10.2004, 01:19
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Za Doxi: (evo še ena od mene)

Sanjam a ne spim
čakam in ne dočakam
hočem in nočem.

Želim in begam
dan in noč
minute sekunde

Trenutek brez časa

Zakaj čas če je lahko večnost!
Živel bom večno in ne le sekundo
lahko si predstavljam večnost.

Živel bom, ko vas ne bo več
, ko bo mrak padal na neznan prostor
takrat se vas bom spomnil.

Za trenutek le in že me ne bo več
, ker me bo zajel mrak in izginil bom
neznano kam, skrivnostno v noč
in zavpil: "še sem tukaj in vedno bom".

Ostal bom v pesku, po katerem hodiš
ostal bom na zaprašenem papirju in
ostal bom v zraku.

Ostal bom večen večen kot zvezda na nebu,
večen kot list na drevesu, večen kot ti.

Snif (nisem nobenmu ukradel, tko, da ne težit za copyright)

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