sábado, 19 de fevereiro de 2011

Há poemas que caem das árvores como frutos maduros / There are poems falling from the trees

Sue Shanahan

Este foi o que caiu no meu colo:

Loss And Gain

When I compare
What I have lost with what I have gained,
What I have missed with what attained,
Little room do I find for pride.

I am aware
How many days have been idly spent;
How like an arrow the good intent
Has fallen short or been turned aside.

But who shall dare
To measure loss and gain in this wise?
Defeat may be victory in disguise;
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, "Loss And Gain"

2 comentários:

angelina maria pereira disse...

Se uma imagem vale mil palavras, quanto valem uma bela imagem+belo poema?

Ana Tarouca disse...

Boa tarde Angelina!
Muito obrigada.


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