Wednesday, April 13, 2005

For Dostoevsky


You wrote of that very rare thing.
Talked about so much by everyone..
Cheapened by its absolute simplicity.
You wrote, about dark minds,
Mysterious doings, absolute helplessness
And undying human pride.
Surprisingly found them in thieves, murderers, gamblers, prostitutes…
The underbelly of last century’s Russia.
Feverish debates of the mind
Sterile discussions of the intellectuals –
Words, words, words…
All melting with this commonplace thing –

Love…

1 comment:

thirty six j said...

really great, share it with more people!

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