| Oh me! Oh Life!, W. Whitman.- |
Oh Me! Oh Life!
Oh me! Oh life! Of the
questions of these
recurring.
Of the endless
train of the faithless.
Of the cities filled
with the foolish.
Of myself forever
reproaching myself,
for who more foolish
than I, and who more faithless.
Of eyes that vainly
crave the light of
objects mean. Of
the struggle ever
renewed.
Of the poor results
of all. Of the plodding
and sordid crowds
I see around me.
Of the empty and
useless years of the
rest, with the rest
me intertwined.
Of the question,
oh me, so sad,
recurring.
What good amid
these, oh me,
oh life?
Answer: that you are
here, that life exists,
and identity.
That the powerful
play goes on, and
you may contribute
a verse.Etiquetas: Literatura |
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- A Very Short Song, Dorothy Parker.
- I will remember you, Sarah McLachlan.
- High Fidelity, Nick Hornby.
- Challenges to the budding poets, Lawrence Ferlingh...
- Fire and Ice, Robert Frost.
- Frases redonditas, "Adios", Cerati, 2006.-
- Retratos, Machado.-
- Nostalgia del presente, JL Borges.-
- A Xmas Carol, Charles Dickens.
- Island in the Sun
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