Each day he lugged
a hunk of something precious
over to his boredom
and once or twice a week
when he was granted
the tiny grace of distance
he percei… - Leonard Cohen
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Each day he lugged a hunk of something precious over to his boredom and once or twice a week when he was granted the tiny grace of distance he perceived that he laboured as his fathers did on someone else’s pyramid
Thoughts of rebellion Thoughts of injustice New Year’s resolutions The seduction of a woman All these he engraved numbly letter by letter
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Leonard Norman Cohen, CC, GOQ (21 September 1934 - 7 November 2016) was a Canadian poet, songwriter, singer, and novelist noted for the bold exploration of religion, politics, sexuality, personal relationships and personal isolation in his works.
Biography information from
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Portrait adapted from
Wikimedia Commons, Gorupdebesanez (CC BY-SA)
My animal howls My angel's upset But I'm not allowed A trace of regret
I did my best, it wasn't much I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you And even though it all went wrong I'll stand before the lord of song With nothing on my tongue but hallelujah
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