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Tantalus

April 24, 2011
By LondonEye DIAMOND, Randolph, New Jersey
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Sentenced to surface, to bob--
To float but not to feel
And to misplace my sacred fishes
On poles I cannot reel

Sweetened fruit a fiendish fruit,
An imp with timely feet
Scratches fingers, with such joy,
Relishing defeat

Ripples elevate-- and retract
And deserts never grace
Nor shall they cleanse the crevices
Of my a-paling face

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Thesilentraven PLATINUM said...
on Jul. 2 2011 at 4:23 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;il piu nell&#039; uno,&quot; (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)<br /> <br /> &quot;Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality&quot; ~Emily Dickinson<br /> <br /> &quot;The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain&quot; <br /> ~Kahlil Gibran

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Reading this, I feel like you gave Tantalus a voice which could never have been heard from his story (which is so often told apathetically). And it's a sad voice. A quiet voice. A hopeless voice. And through your precision with every syllable and creativity with rhyme and reason, you gave a voice to the suffering! A remarkable outcome, London Eye.
Thesilentraven PLATINUM said...
on Jul. 2 2011 at 4:20 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
40 articles 2 photos 1632 comments

Favorite Quote:
&quot;il piu nell&#039; uno,&quot; (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)<br /> <br /> &quot;Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality&quot; ~Emily Dickinson<br /> <br /> &quot;The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain&quot; <br /> ~Kahlil Gibran

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Goodness, memories of your eloquence have been washed away from my mind, by the tide of unmarked time.