Two Songs
de Adrienne Rich(2009)
1 min lectură
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1.
Sex, as they harshly call it,
I fell into this morning
at ten o\'clock, a drizzling hour
of traffic and wet newspapers.
I thought of him who yesterday
clearly didn\'t
turn me to a hot field
ready for plowing,
and longing for that young man
pierced me to the roots
bathing every vein, etc.
All day he appears to me
touchingly desirable,
a prize one could wreck one\'s peace for.
I\'d call it love if love
didn\'t take so many years
but lust too is a jewel
a sweet flower and what
pure happiness to know
all our high-toned questions
breed in a lively animal.
2.
That \"old last act\"!
And yet sometimes
all seems post coitum triste
and I a mere bystander.
Somebody else is going off,
getting shot to the moon.
Or a moon-race!
Split seconds after
my opposite number lands
I make it--
we lie fainting together
at a crater-edge
heavy as mercury in our moonsuits
till he speaks--
in a different language
yet one I\'ve picked up
through cultural exchanges...
we murmur the first moonwords:
Spasibo. Thanks. O.K.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Adrienne Rich
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2009
- Cuvinte
- 183
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 42
- Actualizat
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Adrienne Rich. “Two Songs.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/adrienne-rich/poezie/two-songsIntrebari frecvente
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