Saturday, March 01, 2008

Sculpture, loving

The Black Sheep (1969)
by Augusto Monterroso
(trans. from Spanish by Marion Iverson)

Many years ago in a faraway land there lived a Black Sheep.

It was shot.

A century later the sorry flock raised an equestrian statue to it, which looked very fine in the park.

So from then onward whenever a black sheep appeared it was quickly shot so that future generations of common sheep could also practice the art of sculpture.


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Alica Keys:

don't you know that the next day is never really guaranteed?/so every time you're near me/love me like you'll never see me again.

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