lunes, 5 de noviembre de 2007

Tonos neutros

Ojalá y así pudiera ver mi vida al menos en tonos neutros (depresivo como todo el poema pero al menos hay un equilibrio)..

jajaja! la realidad es que la veo con colores brillantemente llamativos porque ¿a qué se vino a la vida si no a vivirla con intensidad?... (plop!)

Neutral Tones
Thomas Hardy
We stood by a pond that winter day,
And the sun was white, as though chidden of God,
And a few leaves lay on the starving sod,
--They had fallen from an ash, and were gray.
Your eyes on me were as eyes that rove
Over tedious riddles solved years ago;
And some words played between us to and fro--
On which lost the more by our love.
The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing
Alive enough to have strength to die;
And a grin of bitterness swept thereby
Like an ominous bird a-wing....
Since then, keen lessons that love deceives,
And wrings with wrong, have shaped to me
Your face, and the God-curst sun, and a tree,
And a pond edged with grayish leaves.

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