Opa Johan’s Diary
In another big quarrel I said to my lover: “Just leave me, you’ll be free, I don’t love you anymore, why do you bind, tie me, you don’t give me my freedom? Can’t you feel?”
And she begged, prayed, entreated and said: “I don’t care though you say a thousand times that you can’t love me and accuse, blame me that I don’t give you your freedom. How I still want to stay with you though every another time you chase me away.Why are you so cruel? Can’t you see, feel? Now kiss me, to make up for all the wrongs you did to me without reason.”
While she never read, wrote poetry, ever listened to heart-rending arias of an opera. Subandrio has a wonderful wife who waited years for him though his freedom from prison came just on his 80th year, yet, is my lover not as wonderful as she is and I’m but an old scarecrow?
October 2009
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December 2012
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