My new shoe served to the dog on a platter.
Mirrors the clouds hanging above the sea.
(As it poured) Your storm water drainage its lost relevance,
He fled with his borrowed pedigree.
O tiller! the lord of margins,
Why don’t you harvest quick? They are all ripe!
And you must die tonight,
O Flatterer of the earth,
O son of the soil,
Leave the green fields,
And the poppies will be yours.
Let the song of the dawn
Echo across the mountain peaks.
The peace of the valley
May rise like the warm breeze.
There were just ancient reminders,
And pounding of the grandfather clock.
Mirrors the clouds hanging above the sea.
(As it poured) Your storm water drainage its lost relevance,
He fled with his borrowed pedigree.
O tiller! the lord of margins,
Why don’t you harvest quick? They are all ripe!
And you must die tonight,
O Flatterer of the earth,
O son of the soil,
Leave the green fields,
And the poppies will be yours.
Let the song of the dawn
Echo across the mountain peaks.
The peace of the valley
May rise like the warm breeze.
There were just ancient reminders,
And pounding of the grandfather clock.
3 comments:
Umm..I got lost in rendition somewhere. care to elaborate?
You know I believe the picture you've put to this one is one of the characters from a set of tarot cards I laid my hands on recently. I saw the whole set by the same artist even, at a friend's place,the artist's signature is at the bottom right.
strange.
read further, and here you go, I got a reading of the card
'....The ships, though tiny, are symbols of impending success. The high perch of the man in the card is a metaphor for grasping the big picture. The Three of Wands is a card that means success is on its way. This card implores you to maintain a confidence and steady commitment to see your dreams come to fruition....'
heavy hints of this particular card in t s eliot's wasteland as well btw.
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