Dejan Stojanovic Poems
|128.||Who Killed The Beauty?||2/10/2010|
|129.||William Butler Yeats||2/11/2010|
|131.||Words And Beauty||2/11/2010|
|132.||Words And Life||2/16/2010|
|133.||You Are What You See||2/22/2010|
A New Friend
Tell me something less significant,
Something about our biology, for instance,
About what you hear while sitting under the tree,
About lonely lions in the prairies;
Forget decorated generals;
Tell me about Private Ryan's,
Tell me something only you know
And make a new friend.
From where do simplicity and ease
In the movement of heavenly bodies derive?
It is precision.
Sun is never late to rise upon the Earth,
Moon is never late to cause the tides,
Earth is never late to greet the Sun and the Moon;
Thus accidents are not accidents
But precise arrivals at the wrong right time.
Love is almost never simple;