Écrits pour jours de pluie – Barbara Ferreres

Étiquette : poet

  • Is life worth a tea?

    Barbara Ferreres

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    Is life worth a tea?

    What’s the worth of a life everything keeps passing through?This cigarette, it’s gonna be gone in a minute or twoI’m thinking of my relatives and they’re gonna be gone soonThis tea I’m drinking, I’ll forget aout it too

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  • Delusion of destruction

    Barbara Ferreres

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    Delusion of destruction

    Will they notice That the person they built For their life to fit Is nothing like me

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  • 20/03/2014 – I am my own character, meditation on Virginia Woolf’s A Room of one’s own

    Barbara Ferreres

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    20/03/2014 – I am my own character, meditation on Virginia Woolf’s A Room of one’s own

    Virginia Woolf once wrote in her famous feminist essay A Room of One’s Own (1929) that “A female writer cannot afford to live her life too clearly. If she does, she will write in a rage when she should write calmly. She will write in a rage when she should write wisely. She will write…

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  • De laatste weg

    Barbara Ferreres

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    De laatste weg

    There were no more step to take She wished she had thought about it sooner She would have taken more of them, she thought There were no last breath to take

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  • My mother’s daughter

    Barbara Ferreres

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    My mother’s daughter

    It’s hard, being born a daughter!Sometimes I want to resent my mother,But deep down,I wish she had someome to protect herFrom everything she’s been through,The things, we didn’t talk through,No one should live this, though. When I was younger I thought:“I’ll never be this bitter”I didn’t even know what it meant then I picked that…

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