Saturday, October 27, 2007

Implosive flower

Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;
I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell;
Unto thine ear I hold the dead-sea shell
Cast up thy Life's foam-fretted feet between;
Unto thine eyes the glass where that is seen
Which had Life's form and Love's, but by my spell
Is now a shaken shadow intolerable,
Of ultimate things unutter'd the frail screen.

Mark me, how still I am! But should there dart
One moment through thy soul the soft surprise
Of that wing'd Peace which lulls the breath of sighs,--
Then shalt thou see me smile, and turn apart
Thy visage to mine ambush at thy heart
Sleepless with cold commemorative eyes.

Dante Gabriel Rossetti, "A Superscription".


Muestrario de Palabras said...

Me alegro que encontraste tu diseno. Me gustan y ya te habia pedido permiso.
Un beso

runnerfrog said...

Sí, sí. Por el permiso no hay ningún problema, ya sabés. Fue sólo que me sorprendió gratamente la combinación con el poema publicado.
Un beso.

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