e.e.cummings - true lovers...
true lovers in each happening of their hearts
live longer than all wich and every who;
despite what fear denies,what hope asserts,
what false both disprove by proving true
(all doubts,all certainties,as villains strive
and heroes through the mere mind's poor pretend
-grim comics of duration:only love
immortally occurs beyond the mind)
such a forever is love's any now
and her each here is such an everywhere,
even more true would truest lovers grow
if out of midnight dropped more suns than are
(yes;and if time should ask into his was
all shall,their eyes would never miss a yes)
Ó, ismétlődés: szívszorultod is
mind csak való, mindig csak változat még.
És készületlen bennünk, amiről
hogy készen érhet minket - elhihetjük.
Majd, ha magunkra nyitnak: kizuhanni,
s már nem magunkon át -
(Tandori Dezső: II. töredék)
erdeses 2 years ago