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Emily Dickinson — Part One: Life/ LXXXIX

A WORD is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.

Puterea cuvantului rostit, care ma preocupa de ceva vreme; nu numai sensul rostit, imbogatit de sensurile percepute, dar si ideea ca momentul eliberarii de cuvant – prin verbal sau scris, constientizarea lui, declanseaza mecanisme necunoascute in Univers, care intorc cuvintele/intelesul, impotriva sau le implinesc…

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