Se queres fazer deste um mundo melhor
talvez te possa ensinar algo.
Se tiveres uma ideia de como fazê-lo,
talvez ma possas ensinar.
Se quiseres tentá-lo,
poderemos fazê-lo juntos.
Se a noção profunda
das grandes e pequenas dialécticas do mundo
te trouxer a poesia,
vamos partilhá-la.
Mas se apenas queres passar comigo
um bom bocado,
então...
pode ser uma torrada
e uma meia-de-leite,
se faz favor.
AWF, 12 de Fevereiro de 2012
Mensagens
Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.
ResponderEliminar1. The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Abraço,
João