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shamrock
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Born in Belfast the year of the Chernobyl meltdown, shamrock was raised on red wine and dusty books in France. He likes music, books, art, vegetarianism, Cabernet Sauvignon, and maybe even you.

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one life

one life

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view122 0 comment0 745 days ago by shamrock

Above the rim two eyes appear
Half moons, they peer below
The well has nothing to reveal
The waste, nothing to show

Her middle finger down she dips
In the chalice, old and chipped.
On her cheeks, the muck she smears
Then sighs, then yawns, then - tears.

S [...]

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view91 0 comment0 516 days ago by shamrock

A ma chère et douce Mathilda. Londres, 18 Novembre 1819.
Chaque fois que je vois ces dix petits mots, je ne peux m’empêcher de passer le bout de mes doigts sur la page ternissante. Je retrace les lettres, ces belles lettres élancées, élégantes, mais [...]

justtheash.tumblr.com

tags blog, écriture créative, prose, diary, creative writing, poem

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view107 0 comment0 531 days ago by shamrock

I suckle the breast of evil
not for the base sweet stream
- though that I sample -
but for the sin supreme.

my paradise is lost
to no common lust
the noble thorn in my side -
princely pride

to be a god!
a spirit unbound
a soul original
a voice - no mere s [...]

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view64 0 comment0 566 days ago by shamrock

Our Periods may lie
As stars that drop anonymous
From an abundant sky

Emily Dickinson

tags emily dickinson, poem

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view99 0 comment0 707 days ago by shamrock

Wer reitet so spät durch Nacht und Wind?
Es ist der Vater mit seinem Kind;
Er hat den Knaben wohl in dem Arm,
Er faßt ihn sicher, er hält ihn warm.

"Mein Sohn, was birgst du so bang dein Gesicht?" —
"Siehst, Vater, du den Erlkönig nicht?
De [...]

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tags poem, literature, littérature

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view68 0 comment0 726 days ago by shamrock