"it may not always be so; and i say
that if your lips, wich i have loved, should touch
another's, and your dear strong fingers clutch
his heart, as mine in time not far away;
if on another's face your sweet hair lay
in such a silence as i know, or such
great writhing word as, uttering overmuch
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;
if this should be, i say if this should be --
you of my heart, send me a little word;
that i may go unto him, and take his hands,
saying, Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face, and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands."
e.e.cummings,
Tulips and chimneys, 1923
domingo, junho 10
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Terra, cummings está aqui no seu melhor! Que bela escolha!
:) obrigada Bianca!
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verdadeiro Romantismo!
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