November 2010
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Ouroboros
The night fell and the helicopters were
Chopping up the air like ice blocks
That were cracking our hearts open
And from them flowed tears
We saw the cards were dealt
And they spelled fears
And then more fears and fire
Like bullets
And police buses
And voice that did not care to listen
Listen
It said your words are criminal
And you will burn first in jail
And then in hell
And we will...
The Hoopoe honorary mention →
1. O YE PEOPLE THAT HAVE MINDS TO KNOW AND EARS TO HEAR!
The first call of the Beloved is this: O mystic nightingale! Abide not but in the rose-garden of the spirit. O messenger of the Solomon of love! Seek thou no shelter except in the Sheba of the well-beloved, and O immortal phoenix! dwell not save on the mount of faithfulness. Therein is thy habitation, if on the wings of thy soul thou...
