poesia americana
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Emily Dickinson, 32/100*
Hoje cedo postei este 32º. poema de Emily, sem lembrar-me que esse havia sido o 2º. da série (em 2008). Portanto, meus 3 leitores ganham mais um poema do mesmo volume – ver Fonte (1 e 2*) – que espero… Continue reading
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Emily Dickinson, 30/100*
I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I Till His best step approaching We journey to the Day And tell each other how We… Continue reading
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Emily Dickinson, 25/100*
Remebrance has a Rear and Front ´Tis something like a House – It has a Garret also For Refuse and the Mouse Besides the deepest Cellar – That ever Mason laid – Look to it by its Fathoms Ourselves be… Continue reading
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Emily Dickinson, 24/100*
The Poets light but Lamps Themselves – go out – The Wicks they stimulate – If vital Light Inhere as do the Suns – Each Age a lens Disseminanting their Circumference – Os Poetas acendem lâmpadas – Eles próprios se… Continue reading
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Emily Dickinson, 19/100*
The Soul unto itself Is an imperial friend – Or the most agonizing Spy – An Enemy – could send – Secure against its own – No treason it can fear – Itself – its Sovereign – of itself The… Continue reading
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Emily Dickinson, 11/100
The Bee is not afraid of me. I know the Butterfly. The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially – The Brooks laugh louder when I come – The Breezes madder play; Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists, Wherefore,… Continue reading
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Emily Dickinson, 10/100
Beauty – be not caused – it is – Chase it, and it ceases – Chase it not , and it abides – Overtakes the Creases In the meadow – when the Wind Runs his fingers thro´it – Deity will… Continue reading
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Emily Dickinson, 9/100
Remorse – is Memory – awake – Her parties all astir – A Presence of Departed Acts – At window – and at Door – Its Past – set down before the Soul And lighted with a Match – Perusal… Continue reading
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Emily Dickinson, 6/100*
c.1865* As folhas trocam, qual mulheres, Exclusivas confidências – Entre meneios de cabeça e pressagas inferências. De parte a parte fica tácito Que o segredo é uma exigência – Inviolável pacto para Notória evidência. (Poema no original*) The Leaves like… Continue reading
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Emily Dickinson, 3º. de uma centena
“Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all –And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard – And sore must… Continue reading
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