RESPECT FOR THE CITIZENS OF CALAIS , Leila Samarrai, “The Second Birth Of Tragedy”



Bury in non consecrated ground
The denizens of Calais
An ugly message clenches you
Have you whipped your thighs
And with willow sticks?
Mourning woman!
Do not blaspheme blues.
Crusaders of nightmares
Dipped in self-love
Have sculpted us
With permanent feeling on repugnance.


Author: Leila Samarrai

I am a person of Himalayan seclusion, I am Atalanta in vestments of Helen of Troy, for me there is no term (aphorism there is, maybe). Cosmopolitan is too modest word for one who wanders across epochs without the help of the time machine. Some people consider me weird, because usually this is so when they do not understand something or someone that do not represent their existence. I love cats, an animals in general, I like challenges, I am persistent, I am combative (sometimes I can exaggerate in that - in all) If I were stylistic figure my mortal name would be Hyperbole. Read me. Know me. Conquer me :)

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