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Post by Indistinguishable Blob on Aug 4, 2003 10:17:34 GMT -5
The Stranger Charles Baudelaire
"Whom do you love the best, enigmatic man? Tell me. Your father, your mother, your sister or your brother?
I have neither father nor mother, nor sister, nor brother.
Your friends?
You help yourself to a word there whose sense leaves me clueless to this day.
Your country then?
I don't even know which latitude it resides in.
Beauty?
Beauty, capital B? I would love her willingly, were she a goddess and immortal.
Gold!
I hate it as much as you hate God.
Well! What do you love, extraordinary stranger?
I love the clouds, ... the clouds that pass, comme ci, comme ça ...above and beyond... the marvellous ineffable clouds!"
I love that poem. I almost had to perform that in French once, but I instead had to do one line of another because everyone had to participate.
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Post by Freshie on Aug 4, 2003 10:27:21 GMT -5
i love clouds and a whole bunch of other thingz..
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Post by MsMourning on Jun 16, 2004 13:51:00 GMT -5
Aww!!! I love that poem! ;D
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