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Die Spinnen vom Mars
Show me the glint of light on broken glass
Created on 2009-05-01 19:10:54 (#19883113), last updated 2009-12-01
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Basic Info| Name: | Die Spinnen Vom Mars |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 08-14 |
| Location: | Niagara Falls, Canada |
| Website: | The Saga Begins |
BioThis is a writing journal for Ziggy Sternenstaub: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
zigsternenstaub.
In German:
Sternenstaub=Stardust
Spinnenvommars= Spiders from Mars
To a Poet a Thousand Years Hence
By James Elroy Flecker
I who am dead a thousand years,
And wrote this sweet archaic song,
Send you my words for messengers
The way I shall not pass along.
I care not if you bridge the seas,
Or ride secure the cruel sky,
Or build consummate palaces
Of metal or of masonry.
But have you wine and music still,
And statues and a bright-eyed love,
And foolish thoughts of good and ill,
And prayers to them who sit above?
How shall we conquer? Like a wind
That falls at eve our fancies blow,
And old Maeonides the blind
Said it three thousand years ago.
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone:
I was a poet, I was young.
Since I can never see your face,
And never shake you by the hand,
I send my soul through time and space
To greet you. You will understand.
zigsternenstaub. In German:
Sternenstaub=Stardust
Spinnenvommars= Spiders from Mars
I who am dead a thousand years,
And wrote this sweet archaic song,
Send you my words for messengers
The way I shall not pass along.
I care not if you bridge the seas,
Or ride secure the cruel sky,
Or build consummate palaces
Of metal or of masonry.
But have you wine and music still,
And statues and a bright-eyed love,
And foolish thoughts of good and ill,
And prayers to them who sit above?
How shall we conquer? Like a wind
That falls at eve our fancies blow,
And old Maeonides the blind
Said it three thousand years ago.
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone:
I was a poet, I was young.
Since I can never see your face,
And never shake you by the hand,
I send my soul through time and space
To greet you. You will understand.
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