Friday, November 4, 2011
XLV
Is the yellow of the forest
the same as last year's?
And does the black flight
of the relentless seabird repeat itself?
And is where space ends
called death or infinity?
What weighs more heavily on the belt,
sadness or memories?
-Pablo Neruda
Labels:
Endurance,
oxygen-vector doping (implicitly),
poetry,
Records,
respect,
Retirement
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