14 Temmuz 2018 Cumartesi

The Three Oddest Words

W
hen I pronounce the word Future,
the first syllable already belongs to the past.


When I pronounce the word Silence,
                          I destroy it.

                          When I pronounce the word Nothing,
                          I make something no nonbeing can hold. 

                          - Wislawa Szymborska


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