Contra-Tempos: Conversa Poetica

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.
Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Walking alone

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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

(T. S. Eliott, The Hollow men)

Contra-Tempos

quinta-feira, 27 de setembro de 2012

Conversa Poetica

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