Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Moon light


A ray of light had just gone down on the table ... on the other side of the world, men were getting ready to go down into the mine... other ones opened sheets on a bleak morning... somewhere else ink was running on publishing machines.... snow was cracking under the hunter's feet...
Meanwhile, angels were licking their wings ....

Hymn to my broom

Someone told me recently that vacuum cleaners are becoming more and more voracious... I think I don't have this kind of trouble, having a plain and peaceful broom in the back of my closet ... He is very quiet and obeys on finger and eye demand... I take him for a walk and he follows me all around... he is so silent that sometime I forget him in his box !!! He is so light, so sweet that he swifts the floor with his silver hair kindly ... He knows everything about my house... every corner.... dust hiding places... cat's secrets... he withdraws any crunches, any rebel flock of dust and put them away carefully... with the help of his helpfull, greedy and reckless friend (and more if convenience...) the spade...
No, positive ! I cannot complain about my broom ! Really !

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