Posthumous love
Mother! I pour you all the love That I had reserved, after your death. Had I known that you ‘d die that soon, I’d have poured you in person. 29.12.2017 THE END OF 2017 YEAR
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Inborn love
Love your neighbor; love your siblings; Love your spouse; love your parents. But we don’t say, “Love your children.” Loving one’s children is innate. 28.12.2017
Bow to them
Bow to the poor; bow to the weak; Bow to the dull; bow to the old. They destruct the world less than you, The rich, the strong, the bright and the youth. 26.12.2017
Juliets
Love is a sport. Man is a hunter. Woman is a quarry. Hunting is the sport. Where comes harassment, Tell me, Juliets. 26.12.2017
Love is possessive
You don’t love whom you possess. You don’t possess whom you love. Love and possessiveness overlap. Mothers possess earlier and love late. 26.12.2017