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Leonard Cohen

Leonard Cohen
(I am nostalgic)

We buried her in Spring-time.
The sparrows in the air
wept that we should hide with earth
the face of one so fair...

Let Us Compare Mythologies



Beneath my hands
Your small breasts
Are the upturned bellies
Of breathing, fallen sparrows.
Whenever you move
I hear the sounds of closing wings,
Of falling wings.
I am speechless
because you have fallen beside me,
Because your eyelashes
Are the spines
Of tiny fragile animals.
I dread the time
When your mouth begins to call me hunter.

Poem about Marianna
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