![]() |
| Welcome to Religious Forums |
| Welcome Guest to ReligiousForums.com . You are currently not registered. When you become registered you will be able to interact with our large base of already registered users discussing topics. Some annoying Ads will also disappear when you register. Registering doesn't cost a thing and only takes a few seconds. We provide areas to chat and debate all World Religions. Please go to our register page! |
|
|||||||
![]() |
|
|
Thread Tools | Display Modes |
|
#11
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
__________________
Then I came back from where I'd been. My room, it looked the same - but there was nothing left between The Nameless and the name. - Leonard Cohen. |
|
#12
|
||||
|
||||
|
I used to work at an orchard where for almost two weeks I had to sort through bins of watermelons to remove the rotting ones. So "thumping" them was more a test to decide which was going to be sold in the marketplace, and which was going to the compost bin.
The poem reminded me of that. I'm curious, though...what inspired this deep piece?
__________________
I could still be wrong. |
|
#13
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
__________________
Then I came back from where I'd been. My room, it looked the same - but there was nothing left between The Nameless and the name. - Leonard Cohen. |
|
#14
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
__________________
I could still be wrong. |
|
#15
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
__________________
Then I came back from where I'd been. My room, it looked the same - but there was nothing left between The Nameless and the name. - Leonard Cohen. |
|
#16
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
__________________
Then I came back from where I'd been. My room, it looked the same - but there was nothing left between The Nameless and the name. - Leonard Cohen. |
![]() |
| Thread Tools | |
| Display Modes | |