Review of Time of the Gypsies (1988) by Una T — 13 Sep 2010
My Brothers.
They had eyes dark as night, my brothers,.
As if cut in black diamond.
They had moon-woven hair, my brothers,.
Glistening blue in endless mist.
And teeth like wolves' teeth, my brothers,.
Joyous teeth clenched tight on their hungers.
The voice they had, borne it was from the stars,.
Fascinating and misunderstood.
The hands they had, fearsome hands, my brothers,.
And the world was drunk at their fingertips.
Gone are they on all the paths, my brothers,.
They were warm like fire, and fresh like the wind.
Let me touch your hair your brow your lips,.
Scrutinize the palms of your hands.
I'm only searching for my brothers everywhere around,.
To live is to know how to love.
Gone they are on all the paths, my brothers,.
But in every mirror, I find them again!
Tchalai.
This review of Time of the Gypsies (1988) was written by Una T on 13 Sep 2010.
Time of the Gypsies has generally received very positive reviews.
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