Sara Teasdale
0 comentarios Otro delirio de Olavia Kite, hoy viernes, septiembre 19, 2003 a las 1:29 p. m..
A través de Ray Bradbury descubrí a Sara Teasdale... es uno de los mejores descubrimientos que he hecho desde Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Los dejo con alguito de ella mientras paso esta lúgubre y solitaria noche (que justamente coincide con grandes festejos personales).
I Shall Not Care
When I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Though you shall lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.
I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful
When rain bends down the bough;
And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted
Than you are now.
SUENA: la voz de Minori hablándome
SIENTO: bittersweet feelings, alegría y tristeza
I Shall Not Care
When I am dead and over me bright April
Shakes out her rain-drenched hair,
Though you shall lean above me broken-hearted,
I shall not care.
I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peaceful
When rain bends down the bough;
And I shall be more silent and cold-hearted
Than you are now.
SUENA: la voz de Minori hablándome
SIENTO: bittersweet feelings, alegría y tristeza
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