Hope - still
-
Hope is bloody-knuckled and bruised
From punching the wall in an attempt
To break it down.
Hope knows the only way through
Is through
And time heals
And...
29 November 2008
i have measured out my life with coffee spoons...
"For I have known them all already, known them all— Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room."
t. s. e l i o t
((new photos from selma tesekkur ederim my seker lokum :))))
labels:
coffee,
quotations,
selma's photos,
ts eliot,
Turkiye
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