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A Charm Against a Toothache

Venerable Mother Toothache
Climb down from the white battlements
Stop twisting in your yellow fingers
The fourfold rope of nerves;
And tomorrow I will give you a tot of wisky
To hold in your cupped hands
A garland of anise-flowers
And three cloves like nails

And tell the attendant gnomes
It is time to knock off now
To shoulder their little pick-axes
Their cold-chisels and drills
And you may mount by a silver ladder
Into the sky to grind
In the cracked polished mortar
Of the hollow moon

By the lapse of warm waters
And the poppies nodding like red coals
The paths on the granite mountains
And the plantation of my dreams

John Heath Stubbs

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Reflexão Para 2008

You wake up in the morning and lo! your purse is magically filled with twenty-four hours of the magic tissue of the universe of your life. No one receives either more or less than you receive. Waste your infinitely precious commodity as much as you will, and the supply will never be witheld from you. Moreover, you cannot draw on the future. Impossible to get into debt. You can only waste the passing moment. You cannot waste tomorrow; it is kept for you.

Arnold Bennett

Em 2007...

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