By dnolan - Posted on 18 February 2010

An old man’s voice is poetry. The stanzas are designated by lung capacity and dementia. A march of accepting reluctance. Wrinkles and spots. He speaks with a limp, but a strong limp- falling or crawling again. His breaks are unorthodox- The silence grips your throat- you choke along. There is a woman- no doubt there must have been. Then unexpected- uncomfortable-perfect- the unmasking of a cold volta -birth- age- death.

 
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Can't wait for the latin translation.

 

 

Nonnullus nox noctis narro summitto
Nonnullus dies sono superus
Nonnullus meridianus imbibo capulus

 

 

 

 

BTW> There is a little button with a MS Word symbol on it that will let you paste MS Word text in with formatting. Try using that instead of CNTRL_V

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