quinta-feira, fevereiro 22, 2007

CEM ANOS E UM DIA


WH Auden, nascido em 21 de Fevereiro de 1907


II
You were silly like us; your gift survived it all:
The parish of rich women, physical decay,
Yourself. Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry.
Now Ireland has her madness and her weather still,
For poetry makes nothing happen: it survives
In the valley of its making where executives
Would never want to tamper, flows on south
From ranches of isolation and the busy griefs,
Raw towns that we believe and die in; it survives,
A way of happening, a mouth.

In memory of WB Yeats, excerto

1 comentário:

Teresa disse...

Outro. Outros, aliás, que o Yeats também.

How many loved or moments of glad grace..., etc.