"Na véspera de não partir nunca Ao menos não há que arrumar malas Nem que fazer planos em papel... Todos os dias é véspera de não partir nunca" Álvaro de Campos
quinta-feira, 25 de outubro de 2012
Edna St. Vincent Millay reads 'Love is not all'
Edna St. Vincent Millay reads 'Love is not all'.
Pictures taken by Sean Jeating (tetrapilotomie.blogspot.com) from around Ireland.
Compiled by me on Windows Movie Maker.
Credits music, intro to 'faerie stories' by the Peatbog Faeries.
The Poem:
Love is not all: It is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain,
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
and rise and sink and rise and sink again.
Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well may be that in a difficult hour,
pinned down by need and moaning for release
or nagged by want past resolution's power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It may well be. I do not think I would.
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