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sexta-feira, outubro 26, 2007

Alicerçando Poesia # 271 - Seamus Heaney

His brain convulsed
his mind split open.
Vertigo, hysteria, lurchings
and lauchings came over him,
he staggered and flapped desperately,
he was revolted by the thought of known places
and dreamed strange migrations
His fingers stiffened,
his feet scuffled and flurried,
his heart was startled,
his senses were mesmerized,
his sight was bent,
the weapobs fell from his hands
and he levitated in a frantic cumbersome motion,
like a bird of the air.

From "Sweeney Astray: A Version from the Irish" by Seamus Heaney