My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun.
Shakespeare, Sonnet 130
Her d’s are darlings
Like poems by E.E. Cummings
Her s’s are sexy
But not the least messy
Her k’s are kinky
And indeed so very stringy
Her oo’s are woes
Pulling me to her so close
Finest of all, though, her f I find
Fine like a shaft of shy moonlight.
My mistresses' charactry by Spiros Doikas (collage using the actual letters which have been cut off from letters written by the person this poem is dedicated to)
Manchester, 17 May 1994
Ωραίο κολάζ, Σπύρο. Μπράβο!
Τελικά και οι φθόγγοι οριοθετούν μερικές στιγμές και μερικούς ανθρώπους, έτσι;