Monday, October 11, 2004

Lovecraft en espanol. (via Blindheit)

‘Roller Coaster

For half a century
Poetry was the paradise
of the solemn fool.
Until I came
And built my roller coaster.

Go up, if you feel like it.
I’m not responsible if you come down
With your mouth and nose bleeding.’

--Nicanor Parra

“Let us take, for example, Flora, and see how a game of lawn tennis would be managed. The very slightest blow of the racket would drive the ball a prodigious distance before it could touch the ground; indeed, unless the courts were about half a mile long, it would be impossible to serve any ball that was not a fault.”
--Robert Stawell Ball, Star-Land (1899)

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