Revisitando os classicos

April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, 10
And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
Bin gar keine Russin, stamm’ aus Litauen, echt deutsch.
And when we were children, staying at the archduke’s,
My cousin’s, he took me out on a sled,
And I was frightened. He said, Marie,
Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

T.S. Elliot – The WasteLand

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were—I have not seen
As others saw—I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I lov’d, I loved alone.
Then—in my childhood—in the dawn
Of a most stormy life—was drawn
From ev’ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that ‘round me roll’d
In its autumn tint of gold—
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass’d me flying by—
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

Edgar Allan Poe, Alone.

Este poema ali de cima abria a edição portuguesa do Flores do Mal, uma edição bilíngue, muito bonita, que creio ter sido o primeiro livro de poesia que eu li sem obrigação de ler. Não sou lá o maior fã do formato, mas ando fascinado pela métrica de alguns poetas de língua inglesa. O conteúdo não me bate tanto, romantismo fim-de-século é muito sacal para minha cabeça cética. Mas lendo o T.S. Elliot, pensei agora “porque eu não conheço este cara melhor?”.

Lembrando sempre, Poland=Timbuktu. :)

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