La ceniza vive
porque el corazón del fuego
nunca se detiene.
El fuego crea y destruye: la ceniza
reconcilia los excesos.
De rodillas,
la realidad es perdonable.
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UN GATO NEGRO SE ESCAPA SOBRE LA NIEVE by Tania Ganitsky is licensed under a Creative Commons Reconocimiento-No comercial-Sin obras derivadas 2.5 Colombia License.
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Only until this cigarette is ended...
ONLY until this cigarette is ended
A little moment at the end of all,
While on the floor the quiet ashes fall,
And in the firelight to a lance extended,
Bizarrely with the jazzing music blended,
The broken shadow dances on the wall,
I will permit my memory to recall
The vision of you, by all my dreams attended.
And then adieu, -- farewell! -- the dream is done.
Yours is a face of which I can forget
The colour and the features, every one,
The words not ever, and the smiles not yet;
But in your day this moment is the sun
Upon a hill, after the sun has set.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Gracias, bellísimo y próximo al corazón de estos poemas.
Los tres últimos versos de este poema son realmente hermosos.
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