17/10/2014
Then he opened his hand .......... Jules Syupervel
You invisibly standing in my office,
That turned into a candle, in my lamp,
But in the metal and in the mirror, bronze and copper
I'm a gentle reflection of you know.
If you close the shell object
That matter you leave armor
And slides, weightless, along the beam,
Penetrating into the window with streams of light.
But what form you take today?
I'm looking for you with a look and silently call.
At this time you open the door quietly
And, live, standing in the doorway in reality.
And with a smile, you see, as I look girlish
I continue to look for in a million guises.
Jules Supervel. metamorphosis
by Monika III
Catch ... catch the sunset, and the apple, and the darkness,
House wall, the statue and the street itself,
Woman lying ankle, neck, mouth,
Then he opened his hand. About how many birds vsporhnёt,
Vsporhnёt to again become a bone, wall,
Sunset, the statue, and the street, and the darkness!
Jules Syupervel
Works of the artist from Ireland Elaine Murphy can be found here
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