This is just one of my favorite things

GRATEFUL FOR THE STONES

Song about Song

So many stones have been thrown at me

That I don't fear them any longer

Like elegant tower the westerner stands free

Among tall towers, the taller.

I'm grateful to their builders -- so be gone

Their sadness and their worry, go away,

Early from here I can see the dawn

And here triumphant lives the sun's last ray.

And frequently into my room's window

The winds from northern seas begin to blow

And pigeon from my palms eats wheat..

The pages that I did not complete

Divinely light she is and calm,

Will finish

Muse's suntanned arm.

Anna Akhmatova

Para poder morrer

Guardo insultos e agulhas

Entre as sedas do luto.

Para poder morrer

Desarmo as armadilhas

Me estendo entre as paredes

Derruídas

Para poder morrer

Visto as cambraias

E apascento os olhos

Para novas vidas

Para poder morrer apetecida

Me cubro de promessas

Da memória.

Porque assim é preciso

Para que tu vivas.

HILDA HILST

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JERRY UELSMANN