Saturday, April 19, 2014

sinal de vida

a propósito da leitura de um outro blog, resolvi deixar aqui um pequeno excerto em que me revejo a procrastinar

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;25
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;30
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

Retirado de The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock