dinsdag, augustus 11, 2009

Vrees en Afschuw in Berlijn

And that, I think, was the handle

—that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil.

Not in any mean or military sense;

we didn’t need that.
Our energy would simply prevail.

There was no point in fighting —on our side or theirs.

We had all the momentum;

we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. . . .

1 Comments:

Anonymous NarcoAgent said...

Nice!!! I particularly like the wave/waterfall...

2:05 p.m.  

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