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I cast calm emotions!
Conclusions are only for when you're tired of thinking
Created on 2006-08-28 23:29:29 (#11019711), last updated 2008-04-03
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| Name: | Fedora Fawkes |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 02-09 |
| Location: | London, United Kingdom |
I am a rock. I am an island. I am fleeting. I am uncaptureable. I am an ancestor. I am a dream. I am colour and sound and thought. I am the glimpse of thought and sound on the edge of chaos. I am the beauty that borders on fear. I am so many things even I cannot untangle where I came from, where I am going. I am chemicals. I am evolution. I am blue and purple and green. I am cold cheeks in autumn. I believe I am a poet. I am so complex I'm transparent. I am edged in graphite lines. I am Monet. I am motion. I am waves. I am gravity. I am falling up. I am touching stars. I am dancing in your wake. I am dream verse. I am a voice in the wilderness. I am in history that was not mine. I am russian letters spelling English words. I am equations. I am lost. I am a capella. I am ... rock. I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain.
And an island never cries.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am now older than I was ever meant to be,
To soak in the grey-green, stone-spined cascade of ancestry,
And feel familiarity
In these my feet, my bones, my blood
Absorbing the urgent calm of the surging earth.
Alone, in the vast pressing holiness of the somber earth.
Stone.
The history drained out leaving facts cold.
I scoop them,
Damp into my hands,
splash knowledge on my face.
It drips down into my soul.
Who am I?
Who have they made me?
I am bigger, better bolder...
Stone in my soft flesh.
And a rock feels no pain.
And an island never cries.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am now older than I was ever meant to be,
To soak in the grey-green, stone-spined cascade of ancestry,
And feel familiarity
In these my feet, my bones, my blood
Absorbing the urgent calm of the surging earth.
Alone, in the vast pressing holiness of the somber earth.
Stone.
The history drained out leaving facts cold.
I scoop them,
Damp into my hands,
splash knowledge on my face.
It drips down into my soul.
Who am I?
Who have they made me?
I am bigger, better bolder...
Stone in my soft flesh.
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Knox College - Galesburg, IL (2004 - present)
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