Echo's Bones, Music by David Edgar Walther
poems by Samuel Beckett
poems by Samuel Beckett
Samuel Beckett, poet
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1. The Vulture:
dragging his hunger through the sky of my skull Shell of sky and earth stooping to the prone who must soon take up their life and walk mocked by a tissue that may not serve til hunger earth and sky be offal* *internal organs used as food |
2. Echo's Bones:
Asylum under my tread all this day their muffled revels as the flesh falls breaking without fear of favour wind the gantelope* of sense and nonsense run taken by the maggots for what they are * gauntlet; challenge |
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3. Da Tagte Es: ("there it met")
redeem the surrogate good byes the sheet a stream in your hand who gave no more for the land than the glass unmisted above your eyes |
4. The Vulture: dragging his hunger through the sky of my skull
Shell of sky and earth stooping to the prone who must soon take up your life and walk mocked by a tissue that may not serve til hunger earth and sky be offal |
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