Liberdade de Expressão

sábado, setembro 13, 2003

 

The poet fancying each belief

The poet fancying each belief
So wholly through and through
Ends by imagining the grief
He really feels is true.

And those who read what he has spelt
In the read grief feel good--
Not in the two griefs he has felt,
But one they never could.

Thus to beguile and entertain
The reason, does he start,
Upon its rails, the clockwork train
That's also called the heart.

—Roy Campbell (tradutor)

JoaoMiranda 6:10 da tarde