dijous, 18 de febrer de 2010







This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

T.S Eliot - The Hollow Men (1925)


2 comentaris:

rudilleces ha dit...

Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

és increïble.

Dua ha dit...

buf, sí