Ignorance
Strange to know nothing, never to be sure
Of what is true or right or real,
But forced to qualify or so I feel,
Or Well, it does seem so:
Someone must know.Strange to be ignorant of the way things work:
Their skill at finding what they need,
Their sense of shape, and punctual spread of seed,
And willingness to change;
Yes, it is strange,Even to wear such knowledge – for our flesh
Surrounds us with its own decisions –
And yet spend all our life on imprecisions,
That when we start to die
Have no idea why.Philip Larkin
[x]#397 fan zondag 8 februari 2004 @ 22:28:18
cockie op 9 februari 2004 @ 11:46:40
Nice…
(niet ter zake: moet even lachen om close/slut hieronder
en dan nu: siz it riz! :-) )