Wednesday, 20 January 2010

Recombination (1)

Unblemished by the flames of fury, ire
The white man carries on.
Ravaged forests, marrow bones, eternal fire,
Avast! No more!

Benicio! Benicio, mi toro!
Have I not sworn my love to you?
Did I not commit my spirit?
Into your hands, my dearest!

1 comment:

  1. Uhm, yeah... I really think I misunderstood the task. What I did was: take an old poem, cut the first and final paragraphs and paste them in the order of "last > first".